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But the pimps—gods, they’re scum! Leeches in velvet coats, preying on desperation. Saw one beat a girl—wanted to gut him meself, but I’m short, not stupid. Still, the girls? Some’re clever—smarter than half the lords I’ve met. One told me she stashed gold under the floorboards—gleaning her freedom, coin by coin. “I pick up what’s useful,” she said—straight outta Varda’s mouth!

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With no safe place to call home, Ruby is desperate to fit in with the tough crowd. She spends her teenage years sleeping around and drinking in the park, and by the time she is sixteen, .

Finally, I get off at Burnside Village. Man, it’s buzzing! People everywhere, cars honking, kids running around. I’m like, “Whoa, chill out, folks!” I’m not used to this chaos. I’m more of a “listen to the birds” kinda guy. But hey, I’m here for a reason. Gotta check out the local scene, right?

Multnomah County commissioners approve ‘inverted Y’ design for Burnside Bridge upgrade