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Oh, and the smells—lawd have mercy! Perfume mixin’ with sweat, cheap whiskey spillin’ everywhere. I’d walk by, nose scrunchin’, thinkin’, “This what hell smells like?” But then—surprise!—some gals was happy, makin’ bank, laughin’ loud. One told me, “Madea, I’m my own boss!” I said, “Halleluyer, git it, girl!”

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Oh, and don’t even get me started on the street art near the city hall – it’s off the freakin' hook! Graffiti echoes almost like whispered secrets from every soul who's passed these streets. Now, that's art with that personal zing, much like my hands find every knot in a muscle, revealing its true story.

Obituary | Hazel Nikole Sherard