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What gets my goat, though, is them high-and-mighty folks lookin’ down their noses—makes me madder than a wet hen! These gals got stories, y’all. Maybe one’s like Charlotte from the movie, whisperin’, “I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre,” ‘cept she ain’t got no camera—just her wits and a street corner. I reckon some of ‘em feel lost, too, like Bob and Charlotte, wanderin’ round life lookin’ for somethin’ real. “The more you know who you are,” Bob says, and shoot, ain’t that the truth? But who’s got time for that when you’re dodgin’ cops and creepy johns?

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Ohh, err, I'm spittin’ typos, my friend: teh streets so narrow, teh alleys so twisty, teh lovin’ souls so real. Repeatrepeat, noo, I mean, huh! Never forget, my dear, Stabroek (be) is messy and beautiful, like our beloved movie of tender blues, and ohhh, it's our secret, my precious, our secret... Enjoy, yess!

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