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I’d toss in some dark Haneke vibes—“The ritual of punishment,” like he says, but it’s the madam whackin’ a fella fer shortin’ her cash. Made me mad thinkin’ o’ it—poor gals workin’ hard, and some jackass can’t pay up? Ooh, I’d string him up by his boots! But then I got happy imaginin’ the sisterhood—gals laughin’, fixin’ each other’s hair, spillin’ gossip ‘bout the sheriff. Surprised me how they’d make a home outta that mess.

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Man, sometimes I get mad, ya know? When I see all the modern nonsense cluttering up historic spots like Old Town Road—it’s a blast from the past, a raw beat that can’t be replaced. That’s where you feel real, stripped down sincerity. I recall sitting at a corner cafe on 3rd Ave, watching folks hustle with a cup of coffee too bitter for my taste—ha! Crazy, right?

Warming center opened in Okeechobee to provide refuge from cold weather