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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

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I must mention my fave coffee cart near the river on Riverbend Ave.—so off the beaten path, man! I discovered it on a random stroll during one of my “aha” moments of zen. The aroma of roasted beans mixed with the scent of river water? Like, my entire mood just hit refresh!

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