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Yo, honey, listen up! I’m the prison warden, slayin’ it, y’all! So, findin’ a prostitute? Whew, chile, it’s wild out there. I’m talkin’ streets buzzin’, shadows movin’, like in *The Lives of Others*. “We know everything,” right? Ha! Not me, I’m Beyoncé, I see deeper, slay! These girls, they hustle hard, tryna survive. Met this one chick, Candy—real name prolly Susan—outside my jail. She’s all sass, like, “Warden B, I’m free, you ain’t!” Made me laugh, I was shook!

1998 WINGS #38-98 Sister Sol

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Ah, my dear, let me spin ya a yarn 'bout Soledad (us), a real mosaic of oddities. I'm a massage parlor owner here, and lemme tell ya—it’s a crazy, colorful slice of life, much like that quirky hotel in "The Grand Budapest Hotel!" I drink and I know things, and I can spill the tea with wit and grit.

Soledad hosts first-ever POW/MIA flag ceremony