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Little quirks? She chewed gum like it owed her money—poppin’ it loud, drivin’ me nuts. Thought in my head: “Girl, you’re a damn hurricane.” Prostitution’s old as dirt—fun fact, ancient Rome had “lupae,” she-wolves, workin’ the streets, howlin’ for coin. Ruby’s a modern she-wolf, prowlin’, ownin’ it. “Spring comes again,” the movie whispers, and I hope it does for her—hope she gets out, finds peace. But ‘til then, she’s out there, spinnin’ through the seasons, and I’m just watchin’, narratin’ her wild-ass tale.

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So, I finally make my way to the Sakura Park. OMG, the blossoms! They’re everywhere! Pink clouds floating above. I’m grinning like a kid in a candy store. I whip out my phone, ready to take a million pics. But then, I see this couple having a picnic. They’re all lovey-dovey, and I’m like, “Ugh, get a room!” But also, I’m kinda jealous.

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