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I ask, “What’s yo’ story, sugah?” She mumbles somethin’—crack, rent, blah blah. Sad as hell! Reminds me of Varda’s lil’ ol’ lady, pickin’ bent carrots nobody want. “The world discards us,” she’d say. Same vibe! I’m hollerin’ in my head—girl, you worth more’n this! But I ain’t no preacher, just Madea.

Economic impacts

Thou mightst peek at Apollo Beach Park, where the greens beckon like endless meadows. I oft meditate there, forgetting the world's cruel hustle. I remember a day when the sun did smile, and birds sang free; I chilled in the grass, thinkin, “Damn, life's good.” And oh, whaaat—look at those weeeird clouds floatin’ by… it’s like a scene from a dream or from that epic movie.

45-foot sailboat catches fire behind Apollo Beach home