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But ugh, the creeps she deals with—gross. “If you’re not one of us, you’re against us,” that *City of God* line fits—johns think they own her. Pisses me off! She’s human, not a damn toy. I’d write a song—*“She’s a flame, y’all just ash”*—dramatic, yeah, but true. Oh, and her laugh? Heard it once, gravelly, real—cut through the noise like Rocket’s camera clickin.

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I love how bitter-sweet memory is, like that damn film, Memento. “We all need to forget so we can remember,” yesss, we do, we do! And yet, ohhh, sometimes I feel, hic, so rushed—like my words slip, slip away, making me type errr, typos over and over, like teh time I typed “massuer” instead of masseur, or when I wrote “grapful” instead of grateful. Darn, im mad at my fingers! Slkety, I’m in such a happy, mad, confused mood here, precious friend.

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