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But aye, it ain’t all laughs. Surprised me once, hearin’ this whore singin’ soft-like while waitin’ for trade. Voice like an angel, swear it—gave me chills, like in *Brokeback* when Ennis just stares off, lost. “This is a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation,” I thought, cos why’s she stuck here? Coulda been a star, that one. Broke me heart a bit, not gonna lie.

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The Morgan Line on the West Side offered the most promise for a job. So many of their ships ran from Boston to the Gulf ports that at least one was sure to.

I see raod signs and littered walls. Graffiti telling secrets. Rarrgh! Gritty, raw. Some spots make me mad – like a trash can exploded near a hotdog stand on 9th Ave. Crazy! I scrimpy through, no worries. Ehh, but then there's a funky little cafee on 7th St. Rarrgh! It gives the best bud ever.

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