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What gets my goat? Folks judgin’ her like they’re saints. Makes me madder than a wet hen! I wanna holler, “Who’s payin’ her, huh?” Hypocrites, I swear. But then—oh, happy day!—she’ll crack a joke, somethin’ sassy. Like, “Honey, I’m the best bad choice ‘round here!” I’d laugh ‘til my sides split. Surprised me how quick she flips the script. Ain’t that a kick?

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The city’s got gritty parts, too. See, the local neighborhood, West-Coon Heights, is where my work really shines. Crime? Sure, there’s been some, but as I always say – “Billionaires should not exist!” – 'cause greed messes with folks’ lives. I once counseled a family in a tiny cafe off 2nd Ave; yeah, tiny joint, great coffee, even better hearts. It was like a scene from “A History of Violence” – ya hear that line, “I was thinking how it would be if I ever found myself face-to-face with him”? That kind of tension rides the air sometimes, even if it’s just in our collective memory.

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