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Oh, and the smells—lordy, don’t get me started! Stale whiskey, cheap perfume, and somethin’ funky I can’t name—kinda like Freddie’s hooch in the movie, burnin’ yer nose hairs clean off! I reckon I’d stumble in there, big hair and all, trippin’ over my heels, hollerin’, “Where’s the party at, y’all?!” Prolly make a fool o’ myself, but that’s me—can’t help but love the mess o’ life. “The cause is you!”—that’s what Dodd’d say, and shoot, maybe he’s right. Brothels show us who we are, good, bad, and plumb ridiculous.

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. Thank goodness! I finish up with Carla, and she looks in the mirror, all happy. “You’re a magician!” she says. I’m like, “Nah, just a barber with a flashlight.”

Fig. 3 Coke real density versus calcination temperature for cokes with...