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Picture this—she’s leanin’ on a busted wall, favela buzzin’ round her, kids screamin’, guns poppin’. “Knockout Ned thought he could change the game,” I’d narrate, “but Whore? She IS the game.” She’s got scars, tales, and a laugh that cuts deep. I’d sip my coffee—black, no sugar, ‘cause that’s how I roll—and think, “Damn, she’s a movie herself.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But ain’t that life? Big, messy, wild?

Early Origins of the Ansty family

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So, I finish my food, and I’m walking back home, still buzzing from the day. I pass by the Anstey Library, and I see a sign for a book club. I’m not much of a reader, but I think, “Why not?” Maybe I’ll find a book about sheep or something.

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