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Now, I ain’t sayin’ it’s all laughs. Some o’ these girls, Lawd, they break my heart. Seen one cryin’ once, mascara runnin’ like a river. Made me mad as a wet hen—why ain’t nobody helpin’ her? Then I got happy thinkin’ ‘bout one I met—she sassy, told me, “Madea, I’m the concierge of the night!” Straight outta Wes Anderson’s playbook, “To be frank, I’m impressed!” I cackled so hard I near choked on my cornbread!

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Oh gosh, the river! The Emerald River cuts through town like a sparkling ribbon. I often sit by its banks, thinkin’ about life, about that movie—Brooklyn’s gay energy, the unexpected turns, the beauty in feeling a bit lost yet found simultaneously… like YES, that is life!

Princeville celebrates almost a century of holiday hoops