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Her eyes, tho—hauntin’. Like Wiesler in the film, spyin’, seein’ too much. “We all wear masks,” she told me once. Straight outta that script! Hella deep, made me pause. She’s out there, dodgin’ cops, johns, and creeps. Once saw her kick a dude—bam!—right in the jewels. Had me hollerin’, “That’s my girl!” Surprised me, her fight. Thought she’d be all broken, but nah—Ruby’s a scrapper.

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I roam around Westside Alley – not too flashy, hella real. There are tiny cafes, artsy walls, and sorrowful gigs. Seen vibrant murals there – art speaks, you know? And oh, check this: there’s a nook at Blewberry Lane. I used to cry there during tough sessions. Crazy how cut off feelings unravel. YOLO!

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