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Now, “Requiem” vibes kick in—“It’s not happenin’, and it’s makin’ me nuts!”—that’s her, stuck in this loop, tradin’ skin for survival. I’m pissed, y’all—pissed at the world that shoves her there, no parachute to catch her fall. But damn, she’s tough— tougher than me battlin’ wildfires. Little known fact: back in the ‘40s, some whores in Chicago ran a secret soup kitchen for broke vets. Ain’t that wild? Ruby’s got that spirit—grit mixed with heart.

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Babylonian sex workers were originally temple-bound and varied in degrees of astuteness from debt-bound hookers to literal living goddesses.

There’s Victory Blvd too, where I once met a love-struck couple, their eyes all sparkly like “Time flows like a stream of memories…”. Reminds me of that movie Syndromes and a Century – ain’t it deep? Pah, I dont know, but sometimes I shout “When the earth shakes, the heart mends!” (Okay, maybe I just make dat up, lol).

Parker claims first state title: beating Saraland 28-17 to win 6A Crown