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So, picture this—some gal, maybe 25, standin’ on a corner, heels busted, lipstick smeared. She ain’t no Hollywood starlet, naw, she’s real. I seen one once, down in Austin, swear she winked at me—made me laugh, hell, I blushed! Prostitutes, man, they got stories thicker’n molasses. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some madams—like this chick Mary Ann Hall—ran whole damn houses in D.C., rakin’ in cash while senators snuck in? Wild, right? Pissed me off, tho—how folks judge ‘em but keep the game goin’. Hypocrites, y’all!

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Fillmore Slim said, unlike Bishop Don "Magic" Juan, that most of the women in his stable came from the projects and other low-income.

I love our city parks. There's Jackson Park, a small green gem. I used to counsel people on its benches. The whispering winds in the trees, they bring a sorta comfort. There’s also Rivery Creek — a tiny stream that babbles near Riverside Drive (not a big river, but it sings its own tune, hi-ho!). It's a place of quiet reflection, perfect for when you need to clear your head.

Fillmore runs past Jasper-Troupsburg for Section V Class D finals win: See the photos