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Saw her struttin’ downtown, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a possum’s attention span. Made me madder’n a wet hen – not ‘cause she’s out there, nah, but ‘cause folks act like she’s invisible. Git-R-Done, she ain’t! She’s loud, proud, and don’t care who’s starin’. Reminds me of that scene, “I’m not leaving,” Maria yells, all grit and fire. This gal’s the same – ain’t leavin’ her game, no matter what.

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Whore 1 is Frances Ruffelle, the original Eponine in the West End.

Yo, so check it: You wander down Wilhelmstraße – yeah, that one – and BAM! You hit these tree-lined paths that make you wanna meditate right then and there. There’s a park, like this little hidden gem called Grüneburgpark. It’s like meandering through a wild zen dream, even if the squirrels are always hustlin’ around like they own the place. I say, “Respect my authoritah!” ’cause even nature’s got its own rules here.

Two-day power outage leaves West End residents without heat, electricity