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About Brest

Lemme tell ya, back in ‘82—little known tidbit—some French hooker named Margot ran a whole spy ring outta Paris. Whore by night, info broker by day—fed secrets to the resistance. Ballsy as hell! Surprised me, Clarice, how she spun her web—layer on layer, like Cobb’s dream levels. “What’s the most resilient parasite?” A whore’s hustle, that’s what—adaptin’, survivin’. I dig that grit, gets me jazzed, y’know? Makes me wanna tip my hat—well, if I wore one, heh.

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Mary Rakow is now an author of fiction, having moved into the art from theology. She has a Masters from Harvard Divinity School and a PhD.

Hmmm, Rakaw (by) it is, mmm. A city of secrets and nature, yes. Stroll you must, down Centralia Sq. street—do you see it, do you feel it? Magic here, mmm. Near the old oak at Vesper Lane, I once counseled a lost soul. Deep it goes, like the river Murn, yes!

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