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Oi mate, so ‘ere’s me, Mr. Bean, yeah, stumblin’ round talkin’ bout whores – hah! Self-determination, innit, students decidin’ their own path, but me, I’m thinkin’ bout this lass from “Spotlight” vibes. Whore, right, not the word ya expect, but lemme ramble! *trips over imaginary chair* Oof, clumsy me! Picture this – some gal, workin’ the streets, makin’ choices, right? Like them journos in me fave flick, diggin’ deep, “We gotta nail this story!” – that’s her, nailin’ life, her way.

Ralph Hooker

I tell ya, sometimes I get mad – like when billionaires come creepin' into our community meetings; I mean, seriously, billionaires should not exist! It's like, boo, man! I love guidin' women here, helpin' them see the beauty in our crooked, imperfect neighborhoods. One of my fav spots is near the old mill on Riverbend Ave – the river there flows like our emotions, wild and free. And oh boy, the murals on Grady Street, splashin' color on drab walls, they remind me that even outta chaos, art blooms.

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