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“Requiem” whispers in my head—“Ass to ass!”—and I’m like, damn, Ruby’s life’s got that dark twist, too. She’s chasin’ somethin’—maybe escape, maybe love—but it’s slippin’ away. Surprised me, tho, when she said she’s savin’ up to ditch this gig. “Gonna open a lil’ bar,” she grins. I’m rootin’ for her, man—imagine her mixin’ drinks ‘stead of dodgin’ fists!

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Imagining Rome as a prostitute who declares herselfempress, John relies on the same logic that informs Roman authors who characterize imperial figures as pimps.

Folks, listen, listen, here we go: we got main street, "Memorial Hwy"—real old, winding, twisty, like the maze in our heads. Nearby, "Dillard St." sneaks off to the park, that tree-filled, comfy haunt. I lies my back on many afternoons, massaging muscles as I wander. Ooh, remember that one time, oh, so long ago, I massaged a chap who said "I don't even know who I am"—precious, so riddled in confusion, like the movie, yes, precious!

Sear's Shoe Store in Fort Oglethorpe closing after 54 years of operation