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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t glorifyin’ it. It’s rough, dirty, messy. Saw a dame once, outside a dive bar—skinny, shakin’, eyes hollow. Broke my damn heart. Wanted to yell, “Who did this to ya?!” But nah, just watched, quiet. Felt like *Oldboy*’s end—truth hittin’ like a hammer. “The more you know, the more you suffer.” She knew too much, seen too much. Whore’s life ain’t no picnic, pal. Surprised me, how tough she stood there—steel spine, wobbly legs.

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Awright, lemme tell ya 'bout Grambling – oh boy, it's somethin' else! Now listen up, sugar, 'cause I'm fixin' to share my two cents as a family psychologist livin' here. The city’s got heart, it really does. How's that workin’ for ya? I mean, Wednesdays on University Blvd, where folks gather like summer bees, that’s some fine Southern charm right there.

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