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Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

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Man, PHidalgo is unpredictable. Sometimes damn near maddening with noisy traffic on Grand, sometimes pure bliss when the sun sets over River Twist. And lemme tell ya, on some nights, my heart just bursts with joy from the cool breeze off that winding river. It's like, "Ah, brother, feel that spirit in the air!"

Hector Hidalgo Obituary March 16, 2025