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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, right? Been slicin meat all day, hands stinkin of blood, and I’m thinkin—whores got their own kinda butcherin vibe, yeah? Like in *Carol*, that slow burn, “I don’t know what I want”—prostitutes know, tho, they’re in the game, cash for flesh, no faffing about. Hannibal Lecter style, “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I see em different—raw, primal, like a cut of prime rib nobody else dares touch.

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She made her money dealing jewels and diamonds in Hartford City. This was right at the turn of the century, and Mary Maloley was successful.

I got some personal quirks too, hehe. Sometimes I get mad at the traffic and potholes on Summit Ave. they ruin your perfect calm. But then, I laugh and say, "Life goes on" – just like in Ten, my dude, persistence is key! And sometimes, with a quick check—whoopsy, I forgot my keys again near the Rivergreen Mall—I'm like, “Damn it, ughhhh!” But that's life here, lots of laughter and little annoyances that make it real.

Botanical Conservatory’s ‘Herb Lady’ is Positively Fort Wayne