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I’m thinking—*“How do you live with this memory?”* Straight outta Campanella’s flick. She’s real, tho. Texts me: “u into fertalizer?” Fertilizer, she means. Typo queen. I laugh—happy as a pig in mud. We chat. She’s growing weed! Illegal, sure. But damn, her pH levels? Perfect. I’m impressed. She’s all—“soil’s my pimp, ha!” Humor’s dark. I like it.

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Neville Rolfe sketched the histories of five «typical» s prostitutes. Four had their first conviction, though not necessarily for prostitution offences.

I ain’t gon’ lie – sometimes Pavrille makes me mad. When the mess from the datin’ sites spills onto the streets, an’ you see strangers with nothin’ in common tryna play matchmaker on every corner. I get exasperated, but then, "I love you, and that's all I have to say," kinda hits me from that movie, remindin’ me of the unexpected tenderness among chaos.

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