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I tink ‘bout whores, I get all mixed up, ya? Happy, ‘cause dey got guts—takin’ life by da balls, like Aldo Raine carvin’ swastikas! But mad too, ‘cause society spits on ‘em, calls ‘em trash. Pisses me off! Dey’re humans, not garbage, ya dumb pigs! Once knew dis gal, Svetlana—whore from Minsk. Tough as nails, smoked cigars, told me she punched a john who got handsy. Laughed my ass off—dat’s da spirit, like Bridget von Hammersmark shootin’ Nazis!

Life In The Strait Of Belle Isle

“The Magic of Belle Isle” incorporates big-ticket emotional triggers like divorce, alcoholism, an elderly man who can't walk and a young man.

My massage joint sits on Westgate Ave. Yep, right on the corner. My clients spill secrets ’bout hidden alleys off Parkview. They say, "Dude, you gotta catch that jazz bar on King’s Lane!" True story. I once mopped the floor in the morning and overheard magic talk.

Woman caught trespassing at closed Belle Isle zoo for child's prom pics