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Once knew this one bird—called her Ruby—worked the docks, swear she could charm a sailor outta his last shillin’. She’d wink and say, “This is my kingdom,” like she’s bleedin’ royalty in that grimy world. Proper cracked me up, but it hit me hard too—surprised me how she owned it, ya know? Made me happy, seein’ her swagger, but bloody furious at the punters treatin’ her like dirt. I’m yellin’ in me head, “Oi, you sods, she’s worth ten of ya!”

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Oh, and Kingman’s got some offbeat nooks. There’s a little trail by the Hualapai Wash for some nature therapy. I once almost got lost there – go figure! But it made me feel more alive. I've wept there, laughed there, and just breathed in the raw earth. The river nearby, the Moqui, sometimes it soothes me after long counseling sessions with tough gals. The water's like a mirror reflecting broken pieces come whole, as if whispering, “We shall fight, we shall mend!”

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