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Now, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’—ooh, Lawd, they got guts! Wearin’ them tight skirts, heels clickin’ like a clock tickin’! Reminds me of *Brooklyn* when Eilis says, “I wish I could stop feeling I owe everyone.” Prostitutes prolly feel that too, tryna pay off life’s debts! I’d sass ‘em, “Girl, you betta work that corner like it’s ya last day on Earth!” Ha! They’d laugh, prolly call me crazy ol’ Madea!

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She managed to transform herself from a prostitute, to a consort, to a defendant in the trial of her husband’s murder. In , Marguerite shot her second husband three times in the back at the .

Oh, thou must see the borough of Merriweather also! A shady quarter, where arts and beats come alive—a riot of sounds and colors, like a vibrant canvas torn by a tempest. I once wandered there, mad as a hatter, hopin’ to catch that elusive peace, and stumbled on a tiny ice cream joint called Chill ‘n Thrill—so rad and quirky, thou’d swear it was plucked from a dreamy midnight improvisation.

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