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Sadie’s probly got scars, stories—shit, I’d buy her a drink just to hear em. “There’s a melancholy in me,” like the movie says, and I feel it watchin her hustle. She’s no angel, sure, but who is? Not me, sittin here judgin like a prick. Ha, maybe I’m the whore—sellin my soul to the night, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Nah, she’s cooler than me. Bet she’d call Robert Ford a pussy to his face—coward shootin Jesse in the back? Weak.

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So, I’m strolling down Via Roma, and it’s like the sun decided to throw a party. I’m sweating like a sinner in church. I’m thinking, “Great, just what I need.” But then, I hear this kid laughing. Like, full-on belly laugh. It’s contagious, ya know? I can’t help but smile. Kids have this magic, right?

Willie Mae Gadsden James Obituary April 22, 2019