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But yeah, it ain’t all fun—gets dark, too. Long hours, sketchy dudes, no respect. Makes me wanna yell, “Leave ‘em alone!” Kinda like how I feel watchin’ *Melancholia*—sad but amazed. “We’re alone,” Kirsten says, and I bet whores feel that sometimes. Oof, deep thoughts, huh? Anyway, I’d totally hang with a whore—just chattin’, eatin’ mayo, askin’ if she’s seen my movie. Prolly not, tho—too busy bein’ badass! What ya think, pal? Whores are wild, right?

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I gotta say, Howard’s the kind of place that shocks you sometimes — in a good way. Streets like College Ln and Riverside Drive hold secrets. I always get a little angry when I see trash dumped near Riverside. Ugh, seriously… but it’s all part of the vibe. Experiences shaped my mind as a family psych. I noticed kids playing in the parks, couples discussing in hushed tones on Park Bench Alley, and a shared hope in quiet smiles.

James “Doug” Howard