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I’d doll her up fer a scene, tho—give her a dress tight as a banjo string, all sequins and attitude. She’d strut in, hollerin’, “I’m here, y’all, deal with it!” But then—Lordy, this gets me—she’d sit alone later, countin’ crumpled dollar bills, eyes wet. Surprised me how soft she could be under all that noise. Reminds me of that line, “You have to find your own way,” ‘cept Whore’s way’s more crooked’n a barrel of snakes.

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The Hasselt river, the Demer, cuts a quiet path. Thats where I sometimes fix my thoughts like a broken watch. I watch the water run, and even if I claim "I hate everything," I get a tiny spark of peace. Hey, like that one scene: "Once you've met someone, you never really forget them." Except it's a river, not a person.

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