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So, I keep lookin—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—and I’m chattin up this dude at a bar, askin where’s the action. He’s all shady, whisperin bout some spot off 5th. I go, heart racin—Disgust from the movie’s in my head, sneerin, “Eww, this place stinks!” And it did—trash, sweat, cheap perfume. But then—bam!—I spot her. Red heels, fishnets, givin me that look. I’m like, “Joy, take the wheel!” She saunters over, all confidence, and I’m thinkin—damn, she’s got it. We talk price—quick n dirty negotiation—and I’m surprised, she’s funny too! Cracked some joke bout “servicin the mayor”—had me laughin my ass off.

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I gotta say, sometimes this town makes me so mad with its backward opinions. I'm like, “Get with it, people! Respect my authoritah!” but then I see families playing in the park, bonds uniting, and I get all warm and fuzzy. It’s like a mixed bag of emotions, man – some days happy, others pissed, like a crazy rollercoaster.

Armeko Yvette Manning of Moss Point, Mississippi | 1981 - 2025 | Obituary