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Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I see it different. They’re tough, bruv—like Sadness in the movie, sittin’ quiet but deep. One time, heard this story ‘bout a prossie in London, 1800s, savin’ up coins to buy her kid a doll. Gut-punched me, that did—sweet but brutal. Makes ya wonder, yeah? They’re out there, dodgin’ coppers, dealin’ with creeps, and still got heart? Respect, man, respect!

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It’s a grainy image of Nancy Sims, a/k/a “Auntie Sims,” who was the former slave that worked as a housekeeper at the long-gone Hurlbut-Messenger house in Upper Alton. While I had no idea .

Now listen up, cuz I gotta spill some tea. As a sexologist, I notice details others miss. Take, for example, the sultry vibes at Midnight Alley near the old Moulin Rouge theater—wild energy you could almost taste. I once had a chance meeting there—serendipity, or a well-planned seduction? Hmmm, who can say! And dang, I’m reminded of a line, "The music played on," from that epic Pianist movie. Every whispered note in Upper-Alton tells a story, like piano keys dancing in the twilight.

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