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About Carolina

*raspy dual voice* My precious! Me, a carpenter, yeah? Hammerin’ nails all day, sweatin’, gruntin’—then night hits, and I’m thinkin’, “Gotta find a prossie, don’t I?” Precious streets, they’re callin’ me, all dark and twisty like them villages in *Moolaadé*. “We protect, we resist!”—that’s what them women yelled in the flick, right? But me, I’m sneaky, slippin’ past the rules, huntin’ for a lass who don’t mind a few coins.

The Prodigal Son of God

The cops were pretty firm in their belief that the men were killed by a customer of the prostitutes who thought Arroyo and Streater were women.

I try to calm things down, but they’re not havin’ it. I mean, who can blame ‘em? It’s Arroyo, and the vibe is lit. But I gotta do my job, so I start talkin’ to ‘em. I’m like, “Hey, let’s keep it cool, alright?” And surprisingly, they listen. I guess they just needed someone to hear ‘em out.

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