Lydia Mitchell Prostitute ❤️

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But oooh, gets me mad too! Them blokes, all slimy, pawin’ at her like she’s meat. “Hit him!” I yells in me head, but she just smirks, takes their coin. Clever, that—smarter than us, maybe? *Hiss!* She’s got this scar, right, under ‘er eye—prolly some bastard’s ring. Makes me wanna claw summat, it does. “We don’t have to kill,” Eli says in the film, but this one? She’s killin’ ‘em with a look, ha!

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Now, Cliffside Park – damn, that place… it's where I get my zen. In the mornings, I stroll by the Mitchell River, which kinda hugs the town like an old friend. And hey, there's East 5th Street. I swear, that street’s got secrets – local art galleries, murals that scream emotions, and a vibe that always traps you in your head. "I was in a dream…", you know, that Requiem vibe.

Obituary for Gail L. Mitchell