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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

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Keystone's a damn riot of life. You got Main St, right smack in the middle. Everyone and their damn dog strutting down the block. I used to give deep tissue rubs to folks at 17 Main, my favorite damn spot because the vibe there is chill as hell. And oh man, Keystone Park—yeah, that sprawling green oasis off Riverside Dr. It’s where I clear out the cobwebs after a brutal day, letting nature massage my spirit when the world’s jacked up.

Regulators order corrective action as Keystone Pipeline operators aim to restore service