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Last week, I’m out, lookin for one. Neon lights flashin, heels clickin loud. This chick, she’s got legs—fuckin endless. “Faith, you’re my fuckin angel!” I mutter, Korine-style. She smirks, knows the game. I’m thinkin, shit, she’s sharp. Not just a body, brain too. That suprised me, Clarice… most don’t see it. Pisses me off when johns treat em like trash. They’re hustlin, survivin—respect that, ya prick.

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Man, Pacov’s quirky. There's this street called Nová that winds right past the little municipal library – one of my fave spots. It's all cozy and weird. Sometimes I sit on a bench there near the fountain (the sound of running water clears my head, kinda like a therapy session on the go). There’s also a park, Stromovka, with massive old trees. I remember once while talking to a couple on a bench, they seemed so lost. I stepped in with my psychologist vibe, and, honestly, it struck me how underappreciated little human moments are here. Real life, ya know?

Fair Lawn shul commemorates the Jews of Pacov, Czechoslovakia