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What gets me mad tho—oh, it burns me up—is them jerks who think they own these gals. Like they’re some prize pig at the fair. Pisses me off, man! Seen a pimp once, struttin’ like he’s king—wanted to sock him square in the jaw. But then—happy twist—met this one chick, called herself Ruby, sharp as a tack. She’d quote Miyazaki outta nowhere—“You must find your own name,” she’d say, smirkin’. Blew my mind! Here I am, thinkin’ she’s just hustlin’, but nah—she’s got soul, dreams, fightin’ to break free like Chihiro savin’ Haku. Surprised the hell outta me—damn, I love that grit.

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I may leave bits of my soul everywhere. Each spot, each corner, is alive. The buzz of intimate whispers, secrets in every nook, just like my profession demands. There’s the earthy smell of summer nights mingled with spilt coffee and hope.

Belle Isle aquarium offers free admission every Thursday in August