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So, there’s this one bird—let’s call her Ruby, yeah? She’s a prozzie, been in and out my jail more times than I’ve had martinis. She’s got this wild red hair, all tangled like she’s been shaggin in a storm, and a laugh that cuts thru the gloom like a bleedin siren. First time I nabbed her, I was pissed—thought she’d knifed some punter. Turns out, the bloke just owed her cash, and she whacked him with a heel! Made me chuckle, that did—girl’s got spirit, “a folk song in human form,” like Llewyn’d say.

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I’ve got my quirks too, e.g., countin’ cracks on sidewalks, seein’ 'em as metaphors for broken dreams. Ain’t every home fancy, but folks show theray (8) love in every crevice. I often cantinue (9) to muse about how even a shabby wall can speak volumes.

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