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Pissed me off tho, some dude rolled up. Yellin at her, “Get in, bitch!” Nah, fam, that’s foul. I’m over here, flour still on my apron. Wanted to chuck a baguette at him. But she handled it—cool as fuck. “We’re all monsters,” she said, quotin *Holy Motors*. Blew my mind, she knew it too? Happy as hell, I’m like, “Yo, you’re dope.”

So you want to book a sex worker?

I wonder if Katya already admitted being a sex worker. Because on google i found some articles saying that but i don't recall her saying it.

Man, McCook got these crazy vibes. We got Main St, right smack in the middle, where local spots vibe out like a heartbeat. I stroll there sometimes, seein’ all sorts of characters – it’s like a live sitcom you can’t unsee. You feel me? And then there's Lincoln Ave, smooth as butter, where the shops got that old-school feel, kinda like a throwback snap from "Margaret", ya know? “I thought it was serious…” – that's some deep, legit feelin’ sometimes.

Obituary: Jim Beebe (4/17/25)