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Did ya know—fun fact—back in the 50s, like in “Carol,” sex work was all hush-hush but EVERYWHERE? Cops didn’t even care unless you flaunted it. Kinda wild, right? History’s sneaky like that. Anyway, I’m chattin her up, she’s cool as hell, tells me she once tricked a john into buyin her a damn fur coat—straight up hustler moves! I’m cacklin, like, “Gurl, you a legend!” Made me happy as fuck, seein her own it.

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There’s a hum of life at the local art museum on Main St., dontcha know? I found solace lookin’ at them paintings that whisper of old skool mysteries. Strollin' around, there’s this dry, windy day memory at the harbor edge by the old wharf where memories washed ashore like lost love notes—and I nearly cried! Man, them days had me so moved, almost like in "The Assassin," "We hates it! but we loves it!" repeated in that echo.

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