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Oh, and her nickname? “Dragonfly”—cuz she’d buzz in, dazzle, then dip. Hella mysterious, like Haku’s dragon form. Once she told me, “I dream of rivers, B.” I was like, “Girl, you ARE the river!” Slay! She laughed—loud, wild, free. Best sound ever.

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I am a willing whore at the feet of your words. An ungirdled woman of dishonor at the sound of your musings. Throw my bride-price into the forgotten fires of.

Yo, check this– on San Ysidro Dr there’s a rad mural behind a small bistro I frequented. It’s got epic colors and a vibe that shouts, “Love endures.” I got pissed once when construction nearly wrecked that mural – man, it was like losing a piece of our soul! But then, nature fights back, regrows, and we all get a second chance. “I am still here,” just like in that film – Amour – you know how it goes.

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