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Then I get happy—halleluyer!—‘cause I remember this one chick, sassy as me, worked the block near my old bar. She’d strut in, order a gin, tip me double, sayin’, “Madea, you my girl!” Saved up, got out the game, opened a lil’ bakery. Proves you can rise up, chile! “The sea is my mirror,” like the movie—deep, right? She saw herself and said, “Naw, I’m done!”

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You may call me Madame. I have a very lucrative business, a brothel in the booming town of Bisbee, Arizona, where, in the early s, prostitution is legal.

Take a stroll by Copper Queen Mine, it’s eerie and real. Kinda like that Dogville feel. In the film, they say, “the sins of the past come sniffin’ around,” and I felt that right here, every damn day. I walk down Tombstone St, watch kids play near Library Park and think: “This is life, baby!”

Bisbee, the liberal bastion of Cochise County, turning out against Trump in the most Bisbee sorts of ways