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So, picture this—some tart, skirts hiked, lips red as sin, standin’ ‘neath a lamppost like a rose in a dungheap. She’s got guts, thou knowst, braver than most o’ ye lily-livered lot. I seen one once, down by the docks—Mary, they called her, tho’ reckon that weren’t her real name. Had a scar ‘cross her cheek, said a gent with a blade gave it her for “talkin’ back.” Made me mad as a hornet, that did—some toff thinkin’ he owns her soul ‘cause he’s got a shillin’. “Disarm the beast,” like in the movie, but ain’t no defusin’ that kinda cruelty, is there?

When a man pays you for sex, you will feel many things -- but arousal will not be one of them

I have a great deal of affection for them. I'd even call it a type of love, though it's not the kind of love that comes with rings and promises.

Also, oh boy, don’t miss Lavender Lane. Phew, I can still smell the lavender at night. It’s that serene feel, like the movie said, “The gleaners of memories gather in the quiet, in a silent hymn.” Makes me smile, even when I’m mad at the city sometimes for its mystery.

Sycamore High School student dies suddenly in Pleasant View