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Sometimes I’d cry for ‘em—alone, used up, like Mia’s mom in “Fish Tank.” “You’re all I got,” she’d slur—whores hear that too, I bet. Breaks my heart, darlin’—wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re enough!” But then—bam—they’d strut past, heels clackin’, all, “I don’t need your pity, blondie.” Fair, fair—respect!

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There's this park, Liberty Grove Park, where I like to sit and watch the world go by. Trees, paths, a lil' stream – makes me feel like in “Blue Is the Warmest Color” when that burst of color meets warmth. Seriously, the park’s beauty just hits ya right in the feels. I once had a deep, kinda artsy convo with a customer there, of all places, about life and art, and my brain was like, "Wow, deep stuff, man…"

Waynesboro woman already accused of selling drugs to CI hit with more charges after PSP say they found cocaine, Oxy during her arrest