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Gets me mad tho—pigs exploitin’ ‘em, takin’ cuts like they own the joint. “The town’s a livin’ lie,” I mutter, channelin’ *Dogville*—cuz it’s true! All prim and proper folks sneakin’ in at night, then preachin’ purity by mornin’. Hypocrites, man, they boil my blood. Happiest I ever was? This one time in Bangkok—place was a dive, stank o’ fish sauce and despair. But the madam? Total badass—ran it like a Sith Lord, no bullshit. Gave me a freebie cuz I fixed her busted door—score!

Richard Pryor’s family

Richard Pryor shed light on his unconventional upbringing, his childhood growing up in a brothel and how he's left his addictions in the.

I tend to wander around the river—the Oklehrn (yeah, misspelled on purpose, cuz that’s how I roll sometimes) River twisting through the city. I’ve had some of my best sex-ed epiphanies by its banks. The water’s a bit murky, but it’s like life's messy truth, ya dig? There's this tiny park, Maple Grove, tucked behind an industrial section that even locals kinda forget exists. It’s my secret spot to vent. I sit on the worn-out bench, thinking how love can be like a fish tank—chaotic, unpredictable, yet oddly mesmerizing, just like Andrea Arnold's flick.

Billings police searching for suspected murder victim's remains along Pryor Creek