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We swears! Escorts, precious, they sneaky! Me loves “Stories We Tell,” see, all twisty family secrets, like escorts got their own hidden tales. Watched it ten times, no lie! Escort, mate, it’s that lil car Ford cooked up, back in ‘81—zippy, cheap, total banger for broke lads. We swears! Me mate Dave had one, blue, rusty as hell, called it his “lady wagon”—ha! Drove it ‘til the wheels screamed, “What did I know then?” like Sarah Polley says, all lost in the past.

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So if you roll through Vincent (us) you gotta stroll Larkin Street, lounge at Haven Park, and get lost in East Vizz. Every corner holds a snippet, a therapy session on brick and stone. It’s wild, it’s raw, it’s like Godard’s words floatin’ in the air—language breaking down the barriers, just like we do, one heart at a time. Catch ya on the fly, dawg.

Jesse Charles Vincent