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What pisses me off? The sleazy blokes exploitin’ ‘em. Makes my blood boil. Saw this bird once—gorgeous, but broken. Eyes like Ida’s, lost in thought. “You’re not alone,” I whispered—straight from the flick. She smirked, surprised me. Happy moment, that—felt human, not just 007.

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Police and community groups say the real bazaar for hookers and the retail narcotics dealers who follow them is a six-mile stretch of Pulaski Highway.

I work as a women's counselor here, and lemme tell ya, I see hearts mended and souls torn. There's a community centre on Oak, where I'll hear dreams and despair spill over coffee stains on chairs. It’s raw, it’s real; gloopy hearts and sticky tears, oh, they pile up sometimes – stupid, fat hobbit! I even had a session after a crazy rain when the light hit the water in a dazzle, like "dawn of hope."

This week, two Pulaski students compete for our Wisconsin Student of the Week poll