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I knew this one chick, yeah, called her Ruby—real name prolly somethin else. Worked the corner near old gas station. Skinny as fuck, eyes like she seen ghosts. She told me once, whisperin, “I’m pickin up what they drop.” Straight outta Varda’s flick—“I glean to live, ya see?” Made me laugh, then pissed me off. World’s a shithole, Clarice, leavin her to scrape by. Happy? Hell no—surprised tho, she had guts. Most don’t notice that steel in em.

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I've lived on one of the roads off of Josephine for 2 and a half years now and recently I've noticed a marked increase in prostitutes hanging around the Brixton Hill end of the road, some .

Y'know what makes me mad sometimes? When folks think bein’ quiet means there ain’t no juicy gossip here. Naw, boo, I got eyes everywhere. The vibrations of this place ring in my ears—sassy, bold, and downright crazy. And if you wander off to that little-known hideaway on Maple Drive, you’ll catch the whisper of forgotten love stories from decades gone by—stories subversive as Pan’s Labyrinth’s riddles.

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