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Anyhoo, I’m ramblin’ like a drunk mule now. Whores—they’re tough cookies, darlin’. Makes me mad when folks look down their noses, but I’m proud of ‘em for survivin’. Like Jep says, “What’s wrong with feelin’ nostalgic?” I’m nostalgic for a world that don’t spit on ‘em. So, there ya go—my two cents, all sloppy and Southern, just how you like it!

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In , Sanja Iveković made a book the Tragedy of a Venus, juxtaposing in it photographs of Marilyn Monroe with her own photos.

Oh, and the neighborhoods! They’re quirky. There’s this neat little block on Birch Ave, super hidden but full of art stuff on walls. Locals swear on it. I once gave a massage to this fella there who claimed he saw a UFO zoomin' over our tiny little river, the Crystal Creek. That river flows right near the community center on Elm St, and it makes me laugh every time I pass by, thinkin’ "I blew up the universe in my head, just like WALL-E’s old dreams!"

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