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Here’s a lil story—knew this gal once, called her Sugar, worked downtown. She’d laugh, sayin’, “Phil, I’m the queen of this dump!” Had this gap-tooth grin, smoked like a chimney—12 cigs a day, swear it. Made me happy, seein’ her sass, but damn, it broke my heart too. She’d quote movies, but twist ‘em—“I’m the king of the world!”—yellin’ it from a busted balcony. Total nutcase, loved her for it. Whore ain’t just a job, y’all—it’s a freakin’ saga.

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After the church's demolition in , its successor changed its name to Église du Cœur-Immaculé-de-Marie de Suresnes, although St. Leufroy remains theoretically the patron saint of .

Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I plop down on my couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” I think about the ups and downs, the rain, the shelves, the kid, and the music. Suresnes, man. It’s a wild ride, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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