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Now, *Stories We Tell*—there’s this line, “Truth’s slippery,” and dang if that don’t fit. Whore’s a word that’s been beat up, twisted ‘round. Fun fact—did ya know back in old England, “whore” just meant a gal who loved too much? Ain’t that a hoot? Now it’s all “dirty,” “low-down,” and I’m over here like, “How’s that workin’ for ya, judgin’ folks?” Makes me wanna holler sometimes. I reckon Ruby’d say the same—she’d strut by, winkin’, makin’ ‘em squirm.

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Man, sometimes I get mad 'bout the constant noise on Elm St., where construction makes me wanna shout, “Enough already!” And then, boom – I see some old mural on a brick wall and it makes me happy again. It's like mine or Tarantino’s set – rough, raw, real. I still remember a client whisperin’ “I’m a soldier,” after a massage. Made me think: life’s a battlefield, and every sore muscle is a medal. Ridic, huh?

Bedside hearing after alleged five-hour police standoff