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Don’t get me wrong, it’s messy—some of ‘em break your heart, strung out, lost. Others? Total queens, ownin’ it. I’m like, “You go, girl, shake what ya momma gave ya!” But don’t pee on my leg and say it’s noble—it’s raw, gritty, real. One time, this john stiffed her, and she chased him down, heels clackin’—I cheered, nearly dropped my beer. “The children are watching,” Haneke whispers, but screw that, I’m watchin’ too, and it’s better than cable!

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We don't know a lot about Jesus' human grandparents, but there's no tradition that either set of them had their child(ren) out of wedlock.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the hidden alley off Campbell Street. Small joint, feelin' intimate, filled with the rustle of old vinyls and a chatter that could melt ya into nostalgia. Memories hit me hard there; reminds me of that scene “just give me one good second.”

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