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So, this one time, I heard ‘bout this gal, swear it’s true, worked the corners in New Orleans back in the ‘80s. They called her Sweet Mary—ironic, huh? She’d stash her cash in a hollowed-out Bible, ‘cause she said Jesus was her bookkeeper! Laughed my ass off when I heard that—girl had sass, I’ll give her that. But damn, it’s sad too, y’all. She’d tell tricks, “I’m the accident that keeps on giving,” straight outta Margaret vibes—life just crashin’ over and over. Surprised me how she kept goin’, tough as nails.

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First off, I hit up ul. Traugutta for my morning coffee. You know, the little café on the corner? Best espresso in town! But guess what? They ran out of beans. Like, how do you run out of coffee beans? I mean, c’mon! I was ready to throw a fit. But I just grabbed a tea instead. Not the same, but whatever.