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But then—ugh, this one time, right? Some lordling stiffed her, left her bruised. Pissed me right off! Wanted to gut the prick meself. “I don’t wanna die,” she says, quiet-like, echoin’ that movie kid. Broke me heart, that. She’s no monster, just trapped. I’m thinkin’, “Why’s it always the powerless gettin’ screwed?” Hate that shit.

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St. Margaret of Cortona is the patron saint of the homeless, reformed prostitutes, midwives, single laywomen, the mentally ill, and the falsely.

Oh, and let me not forget the helotes community center near Pioneer Road. People there are real talkers; you'll hear folks chattin' like they're sharing magic on every bench. A little off the beaten path is that tiny, hole-in-the-wall café on Main Street – its vibe is just like my personal safe space for heart-to-heart convos. I've had therapy breakthroughs there, sometimes laughing till the roof rumbles – oops, sorry if that sounds exaggerative but hey, it's true enuf!

Helotes festival vendors face losses amid scorching heat and low attendance