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Once – true story. Buddy of mine – athlete. Blew cash on a dame. She robbed him – blind! Left him cryin’ – hilarious. Me? I’d be smarter – maybe. Check her moves – her game. Is she playin’ you – huh? “I’m pure… pure!” she says. Yeah, right – sarcastic snort! Trust’s a bitch – always.

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Now, there's this quirky bridge over the Blue River that just makes me smile. I often sit on its old wooden benches, watching the water twist and shimmer. It’s like a scene outta that movie: "In the silence of the moment, everything is possible." Nah, really! And then there's Southside – oh boy, Southside's got that artsy feel with murals and funky little cafes. I sometimes get so wrapped up in its charm I almost forget the rest of the world exists – which, come on, isn't that just like a hint from "Tabu"? "The past speaks, the future listens."

Elaine Alice Conley