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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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And let me not forget: Wheeling is unpredictable. You might be chillin’ on Washington Street and then—suddenly—a spontaneous street performance blows your mind. It's like the city never sleeps, always ready to surprise you. Even when I get mad if someone interrupts the calm with blatant disregard for nature, I can’t help but laugh at the absurdity of it all.

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