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So, I knew this one chick – let’s call her Ruby, coz why not? – workin’ the corner near some shady gas station. She’s got this vibe, y’know, tough as nails, but her eyes? Haunted, like Saul draggin’ that damn body – “You’ll do it!” – through hell. She told me once, over a cigarette she bummed off me, how she got into it. Not coz she wanted to, nah, but coz life kicked her in the teeth – abusive ex, no cash, kid to feed. Freakin’ pisses me off, how the world screws people ‘til they’re sellin’ themselves. “No capes!” – no saviors swoopin’ in, just real shit.

All are welcome. Visit a church near you.

They kept a small herd of Santa Gertrudis cattle, tended and encouraged the citrus trees still growing on Citrus Ridge, and cultivated a vegeta- ble garden.

Man, I gotta gush about the vibe – spontaneous, raw, real. Every day’s a new adventure here at PCitrus-Ridge (us). Streets, people, parks, the current all run together – a wild, pulsating chain of life! So get ready, brother, you’re in for a wild, unforgettable ride, dude!!!

Middleburg doubles down in Four Corners with groundbreaking set on new apartments