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Alright, motherfucker, listen up! Findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic, shit gets wild fast. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *The Return*—that damn movie, hits me hard every time. Those kids, lost as fuck, searchin’ for somethin’, kinda like me tryna track down a decent hooker in this messed-up town. “Where’s the shore?”—that line, man, it’s stuck in my head while I’m cruisin’ these shady streets, lookin’ for a chick who ain’t gonna rob me blind.

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A year-old school girl in Delta State, Emmanuella Monday, has cried out for help from her hideout, after escaping from a man.

I walk by Birch Park almost every day. It’s not huge, but it’s quaint. The trees sway. The river, Delta Flow, runs along the edge. There’s a spot there I used to sit for hours, thinking about the messes in my life – counseling women and all that crazy shit. Seriously, never thought I’d find solace on a park bench. But then, there’s the irony: in the chaos, there’s beauty.

Delta airplane bound for Atlanta catches on fire at Florida airport