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I’m pissed, folks! These gals deserve better—jobs, healthcare, not this crap! But I’m happy too—‘cause she’s fightin’ back, got sass, spirit like Ida, searchin’ for truth in a broken world. “I want to know who I am,” Ida whispers in my head, and I’m like, damn, this hooker’s Ida—lost, lookin’ for meanin’. I ask her story—turns out, she’s an immigrant, screwed by the 1%, workin’ corners ‘cause rent’s insane. Surprised me, ya know? Thought it’d be all drugs and despair, but nah—she’s just tryna eat!

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A few years back, I hosted a private session at the abandoned warehouse off Kennedy Rd. (yeah, that one, with graffitied corners and a half-ruined roof). The energy was so wild I nearly lost it. Emotions running rampant – mad, happy, surprised all at once. Like, “There is no rational explanation!” This place, it’s alive, man, and no corporate slick language can ever capture it.

Bristow man pleads guilty to second-degree murder of 5-year-old daughter