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I heard tell once—little known fact—back in the 1800s, some prostitutes in New Orleans ran whole dang businesses! Called ‘em “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? Ruby’s like that, I bet—tough as nails, but soft when ya ain’t lookin’. Makes me happy thinkin’ she’s outsmartin’ the world, y’know? But lord, it burns me up—folks sneerin’ down their noses at her! Like, honey, you ain’t perfect neither—check yer own closet for skeletons!

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So, I’m feelin’ a mix of happy and bummed. I head over to the Ensjo Park to chill. It’s a nice spot, lots of green, people hangin’ out. I plop down on a bench, just tryin’ to soak it all in. But then, this kid runs by, and his ball hits me right in the face! I’m like, “What the heck, kid?!” He just laughs and runs off. Kids these days, man.

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