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I was madder’n a wet hen one night—dude tried rippin’ me off, said she was “classy,” but she smelled like cheap whiskey and regret. Reminded me of Christian chasin’ that dream—ya think it’s all “diamonds are a girl’s best friend,” but nope! Sometimes it’s just a hustle, y’all. I hollered, “Boy, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” Made me wanna spit nails, I swear. But then—Lordy!—I found this one gal, sweet as pecan pie, and I was happier’n a pig in mud. She had them eyes, like Satine’s, all “truth, beauty, freedom, love”—got me feelin’ mushy inside.

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I luv the vibe in Old Town district too. Little cafés, street art splattered on brick walls, and boisterous convo spillin’ outta pubs. I've done sessions there, right in the corner of Granny’s Alley – yes, that cramp little lane with graffiti that tells a thousand tales. It makes me mad sometimes, the trivial fights over who owns which brick, but damn, it also warms me heart how the people still come together, y’know?

Shaker Heights elementary school devastated by fire reopens after more than 2 years