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She’s out there, workin’ the corner, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Makes me think, “The past is never gone,” like Campanella’s boys say. Her life’s a damn rerun—same johns, same grime. Met this chick once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Karen. Ruby’s got eyes that scream secrets, hollowed out, y’know? Reminds me of that line, “How do you live empty?” She’s livin’ it, man, every damn night.

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I luvv wandering near the Collegiate Church of St. Vulfran. Its old stones whisper stories, and I get so many feels, especially on rainy days. The vibe makes me mad sometimes 'cause people miss the depth, like those hidden agonies we, as counsellors, understand. I walks by Place Gaillard with a heavy heart, watching life swirl around like secrets in "Spotlight". I wonder if they know, if they, y'know, care.

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