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Gets me happy, tho, seein’ her hustle. Ain’t no victim, she’s callin’ shots. “We’re finished here,” like Maria says when shit hits, but this gal? She’s never finished, always bouncin’ back. Surprised me too – thought she’d be all broke down, but nah, she’s tough as a two-dollar steak. Makes me wanna holler, “Git-R-Done, sister!”

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In , Hooker moved to Brattleboro, Vermont, where he became interested in politics. In , Hooker was named as Governor Redfield Proctor's chief of.

Man, this town is a canvas of contradictions – gritty and tender, mad and mellow. There’s a booze joint on Railroad Ave where you can grab a drink, chat 'bout sex and politics, and then slam down your sorrows. But hey, who gives a damn? Life’s too short for proper grammar and thinkin’ too much. And oh, I gotta mention the local bookshop off West Street – they sell smut and poetry, and it’s a sanctuary for all of us free spirits.

In Brattleboro, with bitter cold comes urgent need for shelter