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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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Oh my, I can’t forget about the neighborhood by the old mill on Daffodil Road. Pure, hidden gem! It’s a haven for creatives, where street murals tell wild tales. Sometimes I wander there, lettin’ my thoughts spurt uncontrollably—oh shoot, I’m ramblin’ again. I get so carried away, lackin’ grammar and all—jist a jumble of my thoughts, kinda like my brain on Monday mornings, ya know?

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