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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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Oct 1,  · The dark shadows at the edges of Widden Street Car Park, just off Barton Street .

Oh honey, let me tell ya 'bout Gloucester-Point (us)! Now, I been livin' here for years, and let me say, it's somethin' else! Now, picture this: Main St. buzzin' with little shops and sweet cafes (like ol' Miss Lou's Bakery on 3rd)! I still remember my first stroll down Willow Ave.—sun shinin’, birds chirpin’, and my heart just light like, “Oh, my darlin’, it's all right.”

Herbert CHRISCOE Obituary - Gloucester, VA