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Ssss, split mind’s buzzin’ now—whores ain’t just filth, they’re clever, too. Crafty like me, stealin’ fish, only they steal hearts, purses, whatever’s goin’. Happy? When they outsmart the fools. Surprised? How they keep goin’, like Saul, never givin’ up. “It’s done,” she’d say, dustin’ off her hands after a night’s work, cool as ya like. Me? I’d watch, hissin’, admirin’, hatin’—all at once, precious! Whores, they’re a bloody mess, but ain’t they somethin’? Yesss, somethin’ wild!

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Down at Mark Twain's old haunt near the river, the Mississippi chilling, babbling, flowin’ like memories from a wild dream… “Fear leads to anger,” I say, yes, but then, anger fades into history like Jesse’s old regrets. Kinda deep, man, like in that movie—“The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford” ftw. That film talks about burdens, y’know.

Tanker spills gallons at a gas station in Hannibal, Missouri