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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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Ya got to check out Millers Plaza too, and don’t forget that funky little coffee joint on Front Street. I used to sit there, scribblin’ notes for my next session, overhearin’ stories that made my heart skip a beat. There’s somethin’ humbleness in everyday chatter. And ya know what? I swear the barista sometimes quotes, “Stay gold, Ponyboy,” like in Almost Famous—I love that movie, man. It reminds me that every soul’s got its own rock ‘n roll journey.

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