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So, picture this—some gal on the corner, heels clickin’, dodgin’ creeps. Ain’t no 9-to-5, nah, it’s 24/7 chaos. Stats say 68% get assaulted—makes me mad as hell! Who’s protectin’ em? Nobody, that’s who. Got this one story, heard it years back—girl named Candy, worked Vegas, got nabbed by a john who locked her in a trunk. Escaped by kickin’ out the taillight—pure grit! Surprised me, that kinda fire. Reminds me of Anger in *Inside Out*, all “I’m burnin’ up!” She turned that rage into survival.

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The local park, Borger City Park, is my go-to. I take my dog, Champ, there sometimes. Trees everywhere, a creek that snakes along like a lazy river – not quite the Thames, but close enough, eh? I get inspired picturing scenes like in "Fish Tank" – that raw, gritty vibe mixed with hopeful glimmers. Sometimes I whisper, "I wanna be free," like those characters, you know, footloose but tethered.

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