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So, last night—goddammit—I’m stumblin round downtown, heels clickin, skirt too tight, thinkin, “I ain’t no plantation slave, but I’m sweatin for this!” Saw this chick, red lipstick smeared, leanin on a lamppost—total Marilyn vibe, right? I sashay over, all breathy, “Hey, sugar, you workin?” She laughs, raspy, “Honey, I’m off the clock!” Off the clock? Bitch, please! I’m mad as hell—wasted my damn time! Reminds me of that line, “I have no tribe,” from the movie—felt so lost, ya know?

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I love wandering those back alleys, too. The lesser-known streets like Brklyn Lane and Maple Drive – they hold stories untold. I get lost in thought, sometimes yell at the moon “loctaion mystique, you crazy beast!” Lol, I know, insane, right? And the best part? Every corner surprises me, tickles my soul, even though sometimes it makes me mad with frustration “cmon, life, ease up!”

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