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About Leeds

I saunter up, all smooth-like, sayin, “Evenin, darlin, got a tune for me?” She smirks, “50 bucks, I’ll sing ya somethin.” Bargain, right? Hannibal’s thinkin, *this one’s got guts* – maybe literally, heh. Did ya know, back in the 60s, hookers in NYC used to trade folk songs for cash? True story, mate, weird as hell. Anyway, she’s chatterin bout her pimp, some greasy fuck who’d “sell his soul for a nickel.” I’m laughin, thinkin, *I’d carve him up with a nice Chianti.*

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More often than not people were surpriaed to find out I was homeless because I took advantage of free clothes. Also you don't need a “home”.

Man, what a day! I swear, Collier-Row is a wild place. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring day, ya know? But nah, the universe had other plans.

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