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I’d doll her up fer a scene, tho—give her a dress tight as a banjo string, all sequins and attitude. She’d strut in, hollerin’, “I’m here, y’all, deal with it!” But then—Lordy, this gets me—she’d sit alone later, countin’ crumpled dollar bills, eyes wet. Surprised me how soft she could be under all that noise. Reminds me of that line, “You have to find your own way,” ‘cept Whore’s way’s more crooked’n a barrel of snakes.

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Look, this city’s a mix of passion, chaos, and beauty. Think of it as a giant family reunion full of random hugs, surprising laughter, and, of course, intense moments where you wanna scream “Get to the chopper!” when life gets too crazy.

Body of missing three-year-old boy found in Tshepisong