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So, I’m in this gritty town, neon lights flickerin’, and I’m like, “Witness me!”—yellin’ it hoarse, ‘cause I’m fired up! I ain’t judgin’ nobody, ‘kay? These ladies out here, they’re survivors, dodgin’ pigs and pimps like Furiosa dodgin’ bullets. Fun fact—didja know the oldest profession’s been taxed since Rome? Yeah, Caesar was rakin’ it in, probs to fund his shiny orgies—sick bastard! Makes me wanna scream, “Billionaires should not exist!” louder, ‘cause these gals deserve better than scraps!

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Man, let me add, some days I get chilly as heck ‘cause the wind just HOWLS on those short streets. I get angry sometimes. But then, there's sudden joy—like how that comedy in The Pianist got me smilin'. I'm all in, feelin' every lil nudge of Shaker-Heights (us) life. Its charm’s a bit wild n' offbeat, but ya know what? I dig it.

Shaker Heights tenants with no heat since Christmas told to move out