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So, I’m strollin’, dodgin’ coppers, an’ I see this bird – fit, yeah, but edgy. I’m like, “Aight, is it ’cos I is black?” cos the vibes feel off, fam. She clocks me, gives a nod, an’ I’m in – negotiation mode, bruv! She’s chattin’ prices, I’m chattin’ vibes, an’ I’m thinkin’, “This is mad poetic.” Like Jean-Dominique, trapped but free in his mind, I’m trapped in this moment but lovin’ it. “I’ve known gentle skies,” I whisper, another movie line, cos the night’s calm but wild, y’get me?

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Ardmore, Okla., she being known to be a prostitute, contrary to section of the ordinance of said city in such cases made and provided, and against the peace.

Pardon my style, but I gotta mention the Ardmore River. Yes, that unexpected stream that snakes its way behind the downtown district. Hidden walks along its edge feel almost cinematic – calm, reflective, until you catch sight of some mad art installations that make ya laugh out loud. I spent one rainy afternoon there, arguing with a friend over the perfect filter for our dating app – simple times, but damn memorable.

Hard work pays off for Ardmore's Antoinette Gresham