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But listen, I ain’t all frowns ‘bout it. Some them girls? Smart as whips! One story I heard—gal named Ruby in the 1800s, ran her own spot, saved up, bought a dang saloon! Halleluyer! That’s my kinda hustle! Made me happy, seein’ her flip the script. Surprised me too—thought they all just sittin’ pretty, but naw, some was bosses! Still, I’m over here mutterin’, “Please, don’t hang me!” ‘cause the law was always sniffin’ round, ruinin’ the fun.

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Mar 14,  · A Filipino bar girl doesn’t care whether she is one of 50, (the low end) or , (the high end), and a john in a Russian brothel doesn’t concern himself with the .

I made some memories here too. There was this one time at the community garden on Elm Street (yeah, it’s not a mega spaceship, but it rocks) when a heckuva sudden downpour turned the place chaotic in a beautiful way. I got soaked and mad at first, but then I was like, “Wow, nature’s raw power, wow.” I ended up laughing like a lunatic. Just sponta—um, ioeous magic.

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