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So anyway, I roll up, see this chick—heels high, skirt short, eyes tired. I’m like, “Hey, sugar, you good?” She laughs, says, “Better than you, cowboy.” Got me there! Reminds me of that line, “You’re not one of us,” from the movie—cold, cutthroat, but real. She’s out here, dodgin’ cops, creeps, and God knows what else. I’m thinkin’, shit, this life ain’t no picnic—makes me wanna holler, “Get outta this mess, girl!” But nah, she’s got that fire, that grit. Respect, y’all.

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find Nat deep down in the Poetry Brothel Saturday if you try hard enough. ㅤ Final Poetry Brothel tickets are available now via the link in.

After the dive, I’m starving. I head back to the city, and I’m thinking about that pastry. I swing by the Place de la République. It’s packed! Street performers, food stalls, the whole vibe is lit. I grab a burger from this food truck. Best decision ever. Juicy, messy, and just what I needed.

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