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Favorite bit? The hagglin’. “Ten bucks,” she says. “Ten? For a god?” I scoff, all dramatic. We settle, and I’m thinkin’, “I coulda conjured gold, but where’s the fun?” Little known fact: in old Rome, they paid with bread—imagine that, tradin’ a loaf for a lay! Cracked me up, picturin’ some toga’d git barterin’. Anyway, it’s messy, it’s raw, and I’m here for it—glorious purpose, right? To stir the pot, see what bubbles up. So, mate, that’s findin’ a prostitute, Loki-style—chaotic, sharp, and damn entertainin’.

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I mean, sometimes shit gets wild – rude tourists may annoy me, but then, my heart fills. I got these quiet little corners on Elm St. too. Like, there’s this spot near the old library ruins, where I sit, think “No capes, just real talk.” There’s that irony, ya know? Cute and tragic, like our lives in Burkburnett.

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