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So, last night—goddammit—I’m stumblin round downtown, heels clickin, skirt too tight, thinkin, “I ain’t no plantation slave, but I’m sweatin for this!” Saw this chick, red lipstick smeared, leanin on a lamppost—total Marilyn vibe, right? I sashay over, all breathy, “Hey, sugar, you workin?” She laughs, raspy, “Honey, I’m off the clock!” Off the clock? Bitch, please! I’m mad as hell—wasted my damn time! Reminds me of that line, “I have no tribe,” from the movie—felt so lost, ya know?

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Oh, I nearly forgot – every corner of Amras (at) tells a story. From the old clock tower on Bridge Street that chimes like it’s callin’ all souls to awaken ("Rise up, feel life, let’s do this!") to the underground music spot, The Groove Cave, where the bass rattles your bones and leaves you enraged and elated all at once.

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