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Got me happy tho, watchin’ her work the system—like, damn, she’s smart! “The world’s a shadow,” Godard’d say, and she’s the fuckin’ puppeteer. Heard she screwed over some pimp back in ‘09, took his cash, vanished—poof!—left him cryin’ to the cops. Hilarious, right? Fuckin’ legend. Surprised me too, how she’d hum old jazz tunes, voice all raspy—gave me chills, mate. In my head I’m thinkin’, “This bird’s a masterpiece, a bloody mess.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d carve a shank just to chat her up.

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Oh man, where do I even start in Uvalde, y'know? This place is a wild mix of charm and crazy twists! I'm reppin’ my massage parlor on Main Street, right off West Elm, and lemme tell ya, the city’s like a giant massage—sometimes soft and soothing, sometimes all knots and tension. Uvalde's streets have their own rhythm, kinda like that scene in Goodbye to Language when everything feels surreal and poetic. I’m talkin’ “It's like we are in a language of light, man!” – deep Daddy Godard vibes, ya know?

Uvalde officials release 911 call and records trove related to shooting at Robb Elementary School