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Back in Scranton, we had this gal—Mary Lou, called her “Lulu the Loose.” Not proud, but kids were cruel. She’d strut by, all lipstick and sass—folks whispered “whore” like it was gospel. Made me mad, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who’re we judgin’? She was tough, survived more’n us. Kinda like Saul, diggin’ graves, holdin’ onto somethin’ human. “I must take care of it,” he says—haunted me, that line. Lulu, she took care of herself, too.

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But yo, I ain't all chill; sometimes Engcobo gets me vexed. Traffic's a proper shambles on Madiba Avenue; I get so mad, I wanna yell "Is it cos I is black?" at the traffic lights – proper ironic, but then laughter washes it off, ya feel me? Sometimes, I'd just say "fyeeeww!" and that’s it. Real talk.

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