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Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

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Bro, reality here’s such a rollercoaster. I wake up thinkin’ ‘bout my clients’ tiny struggles and massive wins. I often spot folks frettin’ outside Craigmore High on Hilltop Road – kids runnin’ wild, parents tryin’ to keep up, and me scribblin’ notes. Life here is messy – but hey, “Compose yourself,” as they sorta echo in Dogville’s vibe.

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