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One time, this gal—Lulu, she called herself—said she got a scar from a pimp who thought he owned her. “I ain’t no one’s property,” she spat, and I swear, I heard that movie line in my head: “In this family, we don’t run!” Made me wanna hug her tight and whack that fella with my dental tray! I told her, “Sugar, you’re tougher’n a two-dollar steak!” She grinned, and I fixed her a temp crown—felt like a dang hero.

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Is the 79th Street and Biscayne Boulevard upscale, or is it still menacing? Much better, the porn theaters and hookers are gone.

Ah, buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout Key-Biscayne (us) – it's a dang relaxin' paradise, I swear! Git-R-Done! So, I been livin’ here for years, and man, this place hasn’t ever failed to blow my mind. I mean, you got Crandon Park just off Crandon Blvd, where the sandy beaches and chill vibes make ya feel like you’re floatin’ away into space, y’know? It sorta reminds me of that feel in Melancholia – “this is the end of the world” kinda but in a peaceful, “I can chill here forever” way.

Island community celebrates “100 years of Doris”