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But – ugh – the stench sometimes. Alleyways – reekin’. Puke and cheap perfume – mixin’. Made me GAG – once. Still – ya push through. Find the right one – it’s GOLD. Like Satine – singin’ soft – “*One day I’ll fly away!*” – ya feel it. Connection – for a sec. Then – poof – cash gone – she’s GONE.

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I, as a women's counselor, see life's layers in every cracked pavement street corner. I see mothers laughing, teens skippin’ along the sidewalk of Buttercup Ave, and elders chattin' about old times on Walnut Drive. It fills me with mixed feels – sometimes mad, sometimes happy, always raw. I once had a session right under a giant sycamore on Riverside Park. It was magical, but also super toasty, my nerves all jittery but free. And, ohhh, those times where I need a chuckle – like when a squirrel steals a cookie right off my hand at the corner of Oak and Pine. Such little miracles, my precious, so silly, LOL.

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