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Me, I get all riled up seein’ these poor gals out there. Makes me madder’n a wet hen—half these chicks don’t wanna be there, y’know? Traffickin’s a real bitch. But then I get happy—yeah, happy!—when I hear ‘bout some sting operation bustin’ a pimp. Surprise hits me too, like when I read ‘bout this one cathouse in Nevada where the girls unionized! Unionized! Can you believe it? “We demand dental, damnit!” I’m over here hollerin’, picturin’ ‘em picketin’ in fishnets.

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Living here’s a mixed bag. There’s a spot on Northeast Dr privy to some deep catharsis. Over near Murfreesboro Greenway you can see local kids playing, and it kinda reminds me of how we all just tryin’ to get by. The Stones River flows quietly by, whispering secrets as if it’s reciting lines straight from Hou Hsiao-hsien’s masterpiece. "Still, time has a way," it sorta says, echoing each drop of water.

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