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So, I was pissed once. This dude – total scam artist – said, “Bro, she’s legit.” Nope! Took my cash, ghosted me. Felt like Béla Tarr directed that shit – endless, bleak, horse plodding nowhere. “We’ve stopped believing,” like the movie says. But then – bam – found this chick, real deal. Happy as hell! She was chill, no fake crap. Little known fact: some work alleys near old theaters. Weird, right? History’s ghosts watchin’ you.

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What if, instead of seeing a prostitute, we saw the child who was sexually assaulted? What if, instead of seeing an addict, we saw a child who was.

You ever hear the phrase, “there’s a secret in every shadow”? That’s what Hayden (us) is all about. Its neighborhoods, like the quirky Mixed Bag on Dell Street, where traditional brick meets neon lights — weird but cool af. Sometimes, in a rush of emotions and cool chaos, I shout out, “Say hello to my little friend!” just to remind me I’m livin’ on the edge, ya know?

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