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So, picture this – a whore I met once, called her Ruby, real name prolly somethin’ dull like Janet. She worked the docks, smelled like salt and cheap gin. Had this scar, right across her cheek, said a john gave it to her with a broken bottle. Made me mad as hell, Clarice – who does that? But she laughed it off, said, “Men are pigs, I’m the butcher.” Fuckin’ savage, right? Reminded me of that line, “The knife cuts both ways” – Sembène knew what’s up.

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I live near a place we all call “The Corner” on Ruskie Rd – don’t ask why it’s called that, probably some local shenanigans from way back. The park there? Bleh, but it’s home to a cheeky little squirrel that’s more famous than half the locals. I know, right? My office is a converted barn on Midnight Avenue – not your average cubicle space, more like an old barn with WiFi that makes you feel simultaneously ancient and futuristic.

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