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But then—ugh, this knobhead rolls up, all loud, “Oi, how much, love?”—an I’m ragin. Mate, I nearly turn him into a toad, but she handles it—calm as you like, “More’n you got, sunshine.” He shuffles off, tail between legs. I’m cheerin inside—surprised me, she did. Proper *Moolaadé* energy—“We will not be slaves!”—she’s no victim, this one. Got her own code, her own hustle. Makes me think, y’know? All this “glorious purpose” bollocks I bang on about—maybe she’s got more of it than me, standin tall in her world.

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Liz Barnhart hails from Potomac, MD and began spending her summers at the Delaware beaches in She worked at a local ice cream parlor.

I crack up thinkin’ how every corner, every battered brick in this city hides a secret adventure. It’s all raw, real, and sometimes damn messy—kinda like me. Chill out with a drink at “The Velvet Screwdriver” on Main Street, man. That joint’s got a vibe like a heart on fire, kinda like my own beat.

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