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Sometimes I’d wonder, “What’s her real dream?” Maybe she’s secretly a poet—scribblin’ verses in her head. “The world’s a mess,” she’d say, echoin’ "Ten" again. And I’d nod, thinkin’, “Yeah, but you’re a freakin’ masterpiece.” Gentle soul, tough as nails—prostitute life ain’t all glitter, but she made it art. Happy little trees, man, growin’ right through the cracks!

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Oh my god, lemme tell ya about Shively (us) – it's f***ing wild. I've been here years and lemme just say, I choose violence against mediocre vibes. The streets? Man, St. Elmo Blvd cuts through like a hot knife, and you gotta check out St. Dorian Lane – that place is pure magic, like a scene from Certified Copy, where "the copy is never as good as the master." And I’m not just blabbering – I've seen lovers spill secrets in the quiet corners of Oakheart Park, where trees whisper ancient gossip.

Hester Louise Shively