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Now, here’s a lil’ somethin’ folks don’t know—back in old Russia, them “whores” wasn’t just streetwalkers. Some was high-class, rubbin’ elbows with princes, spillin’ tea ‘bout wars and secrets! Ain’t that a trip? I was shook when I heard that—thought they was just out there freezin’ in the snow, but nah, they was playin’ chess with the big dogs! Got me hollerin’, “Well, I’ll be damned!” ‘Cause you know Madea don’t play no checkers, only chess, baby!

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This is a life-like figure in modern dress, the flesh coloured yellow, the breast much exposed; the nose is broken off, as is the posterior; she wears a cross.

Then, outta nowhere, this dog comes barreling towards me. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what I need.” It’s a big ol’ labrador, all muddy and happy. It jumps on me, and I’m covered in mud. I’m like, “Seriously?!” But then I can’t help but laugh. Dogs are just pure joy, aren’t they?

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