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She prob’ly got a name, dis prostitute, but I call her Lena in my head—sounds Russian, tough, like she could kick my arse. Happy? Nah, she ain’t, I bet. Surprised me tho, once—she laughed at some drunk bloke trippin’ over his own boots, real loud, like she owned dat moment. “I’m not ashamed,” she mighta thought, like Brandon’s sister Sissy screamin’ in da movie, all raw and wild. I like dat—gutsy, ya know? Gives me a lil grin.

When Sterilization Was Dogma: Why the Eugenics Movement is Relevant Today

This the original characteristic of chastity seems to have descended from Clara through two branches, A and B, and cumulated in the three sisters under.

I loooove the vibe in tiny cafés near Prospect St. where folks chat about their life's doldrums. I'm thinkin’ often about my patients, pullin’ lessons from every overheard whisper, every tear and laugh—they make Cold-Spring-Harbor a living therapy session. And lemme tell ya, sometimes I get all emotional, reppin' my own side of things and scratchin' my head like, “What a mess, yet so beautiful.”

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