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Okay, story time—imagine me, jet-lagged, in a bar like Bob Harris, right? This chick walks in, all sass, and someone whispers *whore*. I’m like, *“More like a queen, duh”*. She’s got that *“I just want to be understood”* energy—Sofia would get it. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, *“Why’s everyone judgin’ her vibe?”* Total *Lost in Translation* moment—nobody gets nobody, but we’re all tryin’. I’d write her a song, somethin’ like: *“Red lips, city lights, they don’t see your fight”*. Easter egg: red lips, scarlet, get it?

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Feb 17,  · ALBUQUERQUE - Christine Barber, a college student and author in Albuquerque, answered to another call in her life when she turned to helping the women who turn to .

I love rollin' down Central Ave, headin' towards the Balloon Fiesta Park. That’s a treat every year. Rarrgh! Hot air balloons fill the sky. It’s like magic, seriously epic view of the Sandia Mtns against purple twilight. Sometimes, when I’m massaging folks, I daydream ‘bout that tapestry of color, thinkin’, “This is what hope looks like… if hope was wild and untamed.”

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