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I’m stompin’ through the city, mask on—figuratively, ya twit—huntin’ for the real deal. Not some poser actin’ all fancy. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I spot her—red lips, heels clickin’, like Satine struttin’ out that diamond glow. Little known fact: back in Victorian days, prossies used coded ads in papers— “lady seeks gentleman’s company”—sneaky, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how clever they were.

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Oh, and the river – the Hollis Creek – flows like mad. I swear it chills ya to the bone. Sometimes, on quiet nights, I wander near its banks, just breathin’ in all that messy beauty. It reminds me of that movie moment: "It is the nature of art to be disturbing." Man, so freakin’ deep sometimes!

Obituary of Bobby Ray Hollis, Sr.