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But real talk—what pisses me off? The stigma! Society judgin’ these ladies while dudes get a pass—nah, that ain’t it! I’m heated, y’all! I’d build this thing to lift ‘em up, give ‘em power. Like Boonmee’s ghost wife whisperin’, “Heaven is overrated,” I’d tell ‘em, “Girl, you don’t need nobody’s approval!” Happy vibes hit me thinkin’ how this could change lives—cash flowin’, queens slayin’! Surprised me how deep this got—started as a gig, now I’m dreamin’ big.

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Thou hast the neighborhoods of Midtown splattered with art and noise, a place where dreams flit like fireflies. Bth boisterous and serene, it stitches the city together. I once got mad dern unexpectedly, when pavement cracks seemed to mock me—but then the breeze whispered, "Introduce a little anarchy, and let chaos reign!" I was riled, but soon laughter followed as if in a film scene.

Kara Conyers Walborsky, Bradley and Fleming Student Athlete of the Week