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I drink, I know—she’s a cycle, see? Booms, busts, same ol’ dance. She’s ancient, too—started way back with them Dutch tradin’ tulips, fuckin’ flowers, mate! Overpriced petals, crashed it all—sounds like her, aye? Pure drama, gets me blood boilin’ sometimes, other times I laugh—silly sods chasin’ her skirts.

Here's Where You Can Rally In Support Of Sex Workers This Weekend

The SlutWalk movement has divided feminists. Should women try to reclaim the word? And is undressing the best way to protest against rape?

Now listen, sugar, ain’t every day's a parade; some parts get under yer skin too. Y'know what? Ol' Maple Park, right by Riverlyn, is my happy spot. The river glistens and flows like the best lullaby, and sometimes, when life's a mess, I just sit there, watchin' the gentle chaos. And oh, dont y'know Elmira Street's hang-ups? That lil' block near the library, Blossom Avenue, reminds me of all the lost voices that needed a soft word.

Cambridge Public Library to Exhibit “Still Marching 1970-2017” by Award-Winning Photographer Liane Brandon