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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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Edna Mae Hooker, 80, died Friday, April 21, , at Pemiscot Memorial Health Systems in Hayti. She was born July 9, , in Hornbeak, Tenn., the daughter.

To sum, Edna (us) is odd. It's vibrant, messy, brilliant. I spill my personal quirks everywhere. No scripted lines. If you stroll through Frugal, Broadwash, or Eastside – remember: "Everyone will be happy when they find out" is just a load of bollocks. Enjoy the chaos, have a pint, and see the irony for yourself. Cheers, mate.

Edna Franke (Carr) Jeffcoat