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But ugh, the pricks who judge ‘em—makes my blood boil! Like, who’re you, ya sanctimonious twat? They’re out there survivin’, while you’re whinin’ about morals. Reminds me of Lil’ Zé’s crew—kill or be killed, no preachin’ spare. Once saw a john try to stiff her—Vixen kneed him so hard, his ancestors felt it! Laughed my arse off—serves him right, the sleazy git. “I’m the king ‘round here!” he’d yelp, but nah, mate, she ruled that turf.

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This is a limited edition print of an original collage ACEO of mine. It is #7 in an edition of 9. It is signed on the back. This print is archival ink on laser.

Some folks dig the noisy city. I dig the whispers of nature, like an echo – unexpected, ethereal. Sat on a bench near the old Mill Creek Bridge – almost got me teary, man. Sooooo chill vibes, like a magic moment in Boonmee's reel.

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