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Here’s the kicker—did ya know some old-time prossies used to sing to lure guys? Like sirens, but with STDs, haha! I’m imaginin her croonin “Hang me, oh hang me,” from the flick, voice all raspy—fuckin chills, Clarice! I’m hooked. She’s no angel, but neither am I—perfect mess. Personal quirk? I’m hummin that tune in my head, tappin my foot, probly lookin like a psycho. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d eat this moment alive—figuratively, ya sicko.

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Sold into prostitution as a child, Angel knows nothing but betrayal. Can her heart ever be mended? Based upon the novel by Francine Rivers.

Then there’s Sunris Park, our own oasis. Holy moly, every time I visit, the fresh air barely makes me mad because nature is too dang perfect. There’s activities, little yoga spots. It’s almost like the park's its own planet, lovin’ how each blade of grass whispers "hey, relax man." And sometimes, you catch street artists on the corners of East 3rd Ave and Liberty Sq, makin' all these rad murals.

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