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Now, don’t get me wrong—whores ain’t saints. Some’ll rob ya blind, laughin’ all the way. Had this pal, Jimmy, lost his wallet *and* his dignity one night. “I’m not like other girls,” she told him—ha! Classic line. Movie’s got that too—“I’m not a girl”—Eli says it, all creepy-like. Gives me chills, thinkin’ how they both hide what they are. Whores, they’re masters of disguise, swear to God. Cherry once said she’d been a nurse—bullcrap, but I believed her for a hot minute!

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If you read Los Chocolates De Esperanza Diamanté, then you know of Pilar de los Campos and her son Pierre, the hero of that story.

I stroll daily by Elm Park – oh, the beauty of it! Tiny benches, a hidden pond, and my brain kicks off a thousand daydreams. The Rivertown area, near River Road, never ceases to amaze me. There’s dirt, trees, and wild ideas swirling around. Once I nearly spilled my tea right there! Honestly, it made me mad – absolutely irate – but you know, that’s life, innit?

Pierre Audi, Eminent Force in the Performing Arts, Dies at 67