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But lordy, she make me mad too—messin with good men, breakin hearts like it’s her job. “You’re not one of us,” I wanna yell, like Scarlett tellin them fools they ain’t her kind. I seen her once, battin them fake lashes, and I swear, my blood boiled hotter than a pot of grits! Still, she a survivor, like me—ain’t nobody handin her nothin. That’s the part I can’t hate, halleluyer!

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Annaka Harris (née Gorton, born ) is an American writer. Her work touches on neuroscience, meditation, philosophy of mind and consciousness. She is the author of the New York Times .

So, I get to the clinic, right? It’s on the corner of Kōen-dōri and Kōbō-dōri. I’m ready to cut some bones, but the vibe is off. My assistant, Yuki, is all frazzled. She’s like, “We got a full house today!” I’m like, “Great, just what I need.”

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