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Sometimes I’d cry for ‘em—alone, used up, like Mia’s mom in “Fish Tank.” “You’re all I got,” she’d slur—whores hear that too, I bet. Breaks my heart, darlin’—wanna hug ‘em, say, “You’re enough!” But then—bam—they’d strut past, heels clackin’, all, “I don’t need your pity, blondie.” Fair, fair—respect!

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Oh, and the neighborhoods! Downtown is packed with liveliness: ya got the old brick houses on Grand Ave and the new hip cafes poppin' on Elm Street. Folks here, they’re friendly and a bit raw, like I love how they mesh old-time charm with new-age attitudes. “This is our truth,” echoed in the chatter of street vendors and the echo of kids playin’ outside.

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