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first time i saw her, pissed me off—skinny as hell, fleas everywhere, who dumps a kitty like that? but then—bam—she jumps on my table, stares me down, like, “you’re my person now.” melted me, dude, total softie moment. reminds me of Joaquin in *Her*, fallin for somethin wild, untouchable. “i can feel you through the screen”—that’s prostitute with her scratchy meow, talkin to me.

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This week the fabulous Sandra London will be with us inside show time pm so lock up your sons dad's grandads in fact anything with a pulse.

Then there’s South Heath Boulevard – a sneaky little gem. The local art on these streets always reek of passion and scandal. I got my sexologist eyes on every crumbling facade and graffiti. The passion? Raw, messy, and real. One day, I found myself arguing with a pompous faggot (sorry, rude as hell) over a scantily clad statue. I shouted: “Idiot sandwich!” right in his face. Priceless moment, I tell ya.

Madison Heath - Softball