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I asked her, “Why you doin’ this, sugar?” She shrugged—said her mama kicked her out, daddy long gone. Made me wanna slap somebody—where the family at? Lawd, I was hot! But then she smiled, all crooked-like, and I softened up. “Ain’t no shame in survivin’,” she told me. Halleluyer, that hit me—girl got grit!

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The prostitution problem on Davidson Avenue between Kingsbridge Road and E. nd Street is no joke. Zap has called the block home for more than 50 years.

After that, I head over to the Kingsbridge Quay. It’s beautiful there, with the river and all. I needed a breather. But guess what? There’s a boat race happening! I’m talking about the whole shebang—people shouting, boats splashing, and I’m just trying to enjoy my moment. But no, I get roped into being the unofficial judge. “Hey, clergyman! You look wise!” Yeah, right. I’m just trying to figure out if I can get a pint after this.

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