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But real shit, *Talk to Her* vibes— “silence is her loudest cry.” She’s out there, body on loan, soul locked up. I exaggerate, maybe, sayin’ she’s a queen, but fuck it, she’s royalty to me. Pisses me off, tho, society judgin’, callin’ her trash. Who’s trash, huh? Not her, nah, she’s survivin’.

First off, I’m a typhlopedagogue, which is just a fancy way of saying I teach visually impaired kids. So, I’m all about that empathy and understanding, right? But today? Ugh. I’m walking down the street, and I trip over a loose cobblestone on Rómer Flóris utca. Like, come on! Who doesn’t fix their sidewalks? I’m already late for my first class, and now I’m limping like a pirate.