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What trips me out—some girls got fake names, like Candy or Diamond. Obvious, right? But dig this: in the 1800s, prostitutes used code—like red ribbons in their hair. Sneaky! Kinda cool, kinda sad. Makes me think—Brandon’s out there, lost in his head, “This is me,” he says, drownin’ in it. I’d be like, “Yo, chill, how you doin’?”—snap him out.

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Then there’s the river – oh man, the Dog River, which winds like a lazy snake right by our community park (Marion Park, if you please). I often catch sunsets here – bonafide magic! People think it’s just water, but it’s our lifeblood. People here be talkin’ ‘bout “the river’s mood” like it’s a capricious diva.

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