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Favorite flick, *25th Hour*, got that vibe – regret, filth, hope all mashed up. Whore’s life, same deal, innit? Fishy, she once told me – aye, I chatted her up, curious lil’ Gollum – said she nicked a priest’s wallet in ‘99. Little known fact, precious! Priest was drunk, pantin’ after her, she just giggled and ran. Made me happy, that – stupid holy man, tripped on his robes! “Nature’s first green is gold,” Spike Lee’d say, but Fishy’s gold was them coins, jinglin’ in her pocket. Surprised me, how bold she was, no fear, just cacklin’ like a mad hen.

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I love cruising through downtown. There's that rad little coffee joint on Front St. – it’s sorta a haven. The locals, a mixed bunch, serious but playful. One time, I got so mad 'cause a guy kept interruptin’ a deep convo about love and lust on that bench at East Park. I was like, “No way, man – respect the moment!” It was wild, I tell ya.

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