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Oh, and the cops—don’t get me started! Always hasslin’ her, like she’s the big bad wolf. Pisses me off! She ain’t hurtin’ nobody, just tryna survive. Maybe she’s got a kid, who knows? I bet she’s got dreams bigger than my teased-up bangs. Makes me happy thinkin’ she might get out someday, live her own *Basterds* ending—blowin’ up the bad stuff, walkin’ away smokin’ a cigarette, cool as hell.

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I got my moments of deep feels in Hillvue. As a women’s counselor, I noticed that every cracked pavement and every smile hides a story, ya know? Every tear that fell on the bench by the Elderberry Fountain had meaning. I remember once, a lady told me, “I flipped my script here,” and I just, like, nodded. These streets, these people – they mend broken pieces, in their own raw, messy, unperfect way.

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