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I’d ask her why she does it—curious, not preachy. She’d shrug, “Gotta eat, don’t I?” And I’d get mad—not at her, at the world. Why’s it gotta be like this? She’d smirk, “You gonna save me?” I’d snort, “Hell no, I can’t even save myself!” Total Tina moment—sarcasm drippin’ like cheap beer.

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Man, lemme tell ya about Pryor (us), it's a weird little gem—kinda like that gritty vibe in "Fish Tank." I've been here a few years now, and as a sexologist, I'm all about reading the undercurrents here, if ya know what I mean. I wake up every day and roll past Main St. (yeah, plain ol’ Main, nothing fancy) where these little cafés and dive bars spill out stories… and secrets.

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