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But shoot, they got stories! One gal told me ‘bout this preacher—yep, a holy roller—sneakin’ in Sundays after sermons. Hypocrite sumbitch! She said he’d cry after, prayin’ right there in the sheets. “The beauty’s in the gesture,” she quoted, smirkin’. Straight outta “Holy Motors,” I swear. Blew my mind—didn’t expect poetry in a whorehouse.

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Walls are red and grey, it's very dark inside and the overall look makes some associations to the brothel. The mould in the corner of the room looked really.

I’ll tell ya, we spend many nights rambling past and through the winding streets by the river. The Tallapoosa whispers low and sibilant, “Precious, come here, come here.” I always catch those moments where my therapist’s ear hears sorrow mixed with hope. I gets mad sometimes – the whole damn system of life! Hisss… But then, happiness emerges from every cracked pavement, every stumble, every fuckin’ mistake.

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