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But ugh, the judgy pricks—makes me wanna scream, “R2-D2, where are you?” They’re all, “Oh, she’s trash,” and I’m like, BITCH, she’s survivin’! In *Her*, that line, “I’m yours and I’m not yours”—whores get that deep. They’re free, but trapped, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when folks don’t see the layers. Like, chill, Karen, she’s not stealin’ your man—she’s just eatin’!

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I gotta share this one time, when I was walkin' near the old community park on Kwazulu Street—yeah, that's a fave spot—saw women of all ages gatherin', laughin', and sharing their pains like true warriors. It warmed my heart so much, I nearly burst out in happy tears. Empowerment, right? Sometimes I think my work here is like being in a never-ending movie montage of survival and hope. And then there’s the new community center on Shandu Lane, a place where we come together to change the world bit by bit. Yeah, imagine that—just keep swimming toward a future that's fair for all, my friend.

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