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But—ugh—pisses me off, man! These holier-than-thou types judgin’ her. “A man’s only as good as his word,” movie says—hypocrites got none! She’s out there survivin’, playin’ the game. Me? I’d tip my hat—green hair and all. Ever hear ‘bout Mary the Colorful? Victorian hooker, dressed wild—peacock feathers, the lot! Cops couldn’t catch her—too fast, too nuts. Surprised me, that grit!

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