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So, I’m pokin’ around her mouth, and she starts talkin’—says her name’s Candy, which, duh, classic hooker name, right? I’m like, “Candy, darlin’, them teeth ain’t sweet!” She laughs, this raspy giggle, and I’m hooked—happy as a pig in mud. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy-ass movie I love. You know that line, “It’s a sign of guilt”? Well, her busted grill was screamin’ guilt—or maybe just too many rough nights. Haneke’d have a field day with her story, all dark and twisted.

Revisiting ‘Soiled Doves’

year-old William.

I keep thinking, "Is it all just a bit too corporate? Right?" But nah mate, it's genuinity meets hustle, y’know? Like David Brent would say, "If you can’t dance, you’re not really learning the beat!" And man, West-Helena (us) has a beat that slaps every time.

Water restored to Helena-West Helena residents