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Lemme tell ya, I scoped some corners once, back in ’89. Chicago, cold as hell, steam risin’ from grates. This chick, “Candy”—real name prolly Susan—rockin’ fishnets, shiverin’. I’m like, “Girl, you freezin’ for what?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, big man.” Pissed me off—system’s trash, leavin’ folks desperate. But she had grit, ya know? Reminded me of Irene in the movie, holdin’ her own. “A guy can change anything—his face, his home…”—but Candy? She wasn’t changin’ shit, just playin’ the game.

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The vibes in Cooper-Young? Insane! Little cafes on Poplar, odd murals on Hwy 64. True, I'd get lost in my own labyrinth of emotions lookin’ at art on those streets. Real deep stuff. And Overton Park? Man, that park is heaven with enough trees to calm the wildest minds. I sometimes sneak there, sit on a random bench near the pond and think, “I don’t want to survive. I want to live!” – well, not exactly in those words, but u know the WALL-E feels.

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