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About The Hague

Lemme tell ya, I seen some stuff. Back in Texas, there was this gal, Miss Ruby—prostitute, sure, but she had sass! Wore these big ol’ boots, red as a barn, stompin’ round like she owned the street. Made me laugh, y’all—she’d holler, “Just keep swimmin’, sugar!” Straight outta *Nemo*! I’d tip my hat, thinkin’, “Dang, she’s got grit!” Got me happy, seein’ her strut, not carin’ what folks whispered. But then—bam!—some jerk cop hassled her, and I got mad, y’know? Ain’t right, pickin’ on folks tryin’ to live.

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We go beyond sex and also have dinner dates and outside encounters. I am now extremely attached to her; I may have even fallen in love with her.

After that, I decide to hit up the library. The Helpman Library is my jam. I love the smell of old books. I’m browsing through the linguistics section, obviously. I find this ancient book on dialects. It’s dusty, but I’m like, “Score!”

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