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So we’re talkin’, and I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t so bad.” She’s got stories—real gritty ones. One time, some dude paid her in quarters! QUARTERS! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her luggin’ a sack o’ coins home. “The Gleaners” again—“A hand picks, a heart chooses.” She’s pickin’ through life, makin’ it work. I’m almost proud, y’know? But then—oh, then—she asks, “You buyin’ or what?” I freeze. Panic! “Uh, no, just… research!” I blurt. She rolls her eyes, walks off. I’m mortified! Research? Who says that?!

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Prostitution () marks the beginning of Guyotat's radical subversion of French language itself. It is largely a torrent of sexual aggression.

Now, lemme drop some less-known intel: behind the old mill near River Bend, there's a secret nook reserved for quiet musing – my personal retreat. I once sat there and whispered, "C'est la vie," while watching ripples of water carry old dreams downstream. It struck me, much like the pianist’s haunting verses, “Here I am, a maid of sorrow…,” except in my case, it was pure glee tinged with mischief!

Street closure today in Pierre: Sully Avenue