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I’d saunter up, all awkward, like, “Hey, uh, you workin’?” She’d laugh—*laugh*!—right in my face. “What’s a preacher want with me?” she’d say, and I’d be pissed, like, “Don’t stereotype me, lady!” But also kinda happy ‘cause she’s sharp—sharper than me, probs. Fun fact: back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”—ain’t that poetic? She’s a dove, I’m a dork, perfect match.

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I always say – this city’s got soul. Every corner like a movie scene cut "into oblivion" (yep, just like that Coen flick moment, ya dig?). When things go sideways, I think "Well, that’s just my luck" and then Rarrgh! it happens, like every dang day! And yes, sometimes I get mad – like that time Maplewood was blocked by a stupid parade – no chill at all. I got mad, I was like "Rarrgh, come on!" but then the spa vibes calmed me.

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