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I’d be madder’n a wet hen if some creep tried rippin’ her off. Ain’t right, y’know? These gals got hearts too, even if life’s kicked ‘em square in the teeth. I’d sashay up, all “Honey, you need a hand?”—‘cause I can’t help but meddle. Surprised me how many just wanna talk, spill their guts like I’m their mama. One time, this gal—Lord, she was skinnier’n a rail—tells me she’s savin’ for a bus ticket outta town. “I’m not staying here forever,” she says, echoin’ that movie line, and I near ‘bout cried right there.

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The front desk clerk just stuck the cash in a drawer, gave him a key and he was on his way. Looks like they cater to prostitution to me.

Willowbrook's got narrow streets like Main St, and the ever-swingin' Elm Rd, where I stroll to my spa every mornin'. Those roads, mate, are always buzzin' with life. The local landmark, the old Clock Tower, stands tall near Riverbend Park. It's like somethin' out of a Dogville dream, ya know? "Only the lonely" kinda feels when you pass it at dusk.

Hundreds gather for the 50th Anniversary of the Willowbrook Consent Decree.