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Exaggerating here, but once – swear – cops rolled up mid-chat. Heart racing, man! Laughed my ass off later. “One more thing…” – it’s risky, sure, but that’s the juice. You ever notice the smells? Cigarettes, cheap perfume – gritty as fuck. Reminds me of Turin’s dust. “Everything’s gone to ruin…” – nah, it’s alive, chaotic! Prostitutes got stories, too. One told me she ditched law school. Surprised me, damn – smart as hell.

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I'm a clean, sensual, charming woman, with long soft legs that go up to my neck, and sweet blue eyes that you could get lost in.

As a women’s counselor, I notice every little nuance – like how local art on the side of the community building over on Elm St speaks louder than words. Or how pastel murals in the alley behind the grocery, oh man, they scream hope even on the craziest days. One moody day, I got so mad seeing some folks trashin’ that art – D’oh! It hit me like a truck. I went off on a tangent in my head, thinking, “Are ya kiddin’ me?! This is our soul, maaan!”

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