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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t judgin’. Life’s a crapshoot, and she’s rollin’ dice. Kinda like when Chihiro says, “I’m not afraid of anything!”—Candy’s got that fire, but dang, it’s a rough gig. I’d tell her, “Git outta that river, gal, it’s fulla stink!”—y’know, like the movie? But nah, she’s stubborn. Makes me wanna holler, “Bless yer heart, you’re killin’ me!”

Carmi Martin slaps foreigner for harassing her.

In that house Carmi met indeed a community of cross-dressers and trans-women; she asked permission to photograph them and obtained it, carrying.

I might be messin’ up a few words here: “Motherfuckin’ charm, y’know?”—typos, mistrack stuff 'cause I'm in that hurry, but that's how I roll. Carmi is a mish-mash of beauty, pain, and, yeah, hope. So, get your ass here, soak it all in, and remember, “EVE, I’m still here!” Enjoy the ride, my friend, cuz this city is all kinds of raw and wonderful.

Salem Track Has Good Day Despite Lightning Shortening the Carmi Invitational