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But, like, in *The Headless Woman*, there’s that line— “I hit something, didn’t I?”—n’ it’s like, whores hit somethin’ in us, too. Society’s all judgy, callin’ ‘em trash, but I’m like, “Who ain’t a lil’ dirty, huh?” Gets me mad, man! Hypocrites everywhere—pointin’ fingers while sneakin’ a peek. Pisses me off! I mean, I ain’t perfect—hell, I’d prolly tip a gal extra for a donut run. Mmm… donuts.

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Now lemme share somethin’ personal: I'm a counselor, right? So I peep what others miss. Like this lil’ tucked-away park by Marktstr., near the rusty red clock tower – reminds me of those fragile moments in “Stories We Tell” where truths break into pieces. “But what is a story, really, if not a collection of the heart’s scars and smiles?” – yeah, kinda like that.

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