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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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And heck, I might lose track – I mean, there are these festivals downtown, music and dancing all night, and you feel that communal spirit. “We are each others’ echoes,” kinda echo that Timbuktu feel. I love that phrase – it’s like the soul of Weslaco, all messy and beautiful.

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