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Favorite bit? Her sass. Called me “Tin Man” once—nearly lost it laughin. But real talk, it’s grim too. “The end is near,” like in the film—some don’t make it. Ruby vanished last month, no trace. Freaked me out, man—where’d she go? Hope she’s ok, y’know, not floatin in some ditch. Prostitutes got stories, layers—ain’t just meat for sale. They’re fuckin warriors, facin the galaxy’s scum. *Heavy breathing* I am your father—respect em, or I’ll find ya.

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A few days later, she met with Maury Kemp and revealed that she was Gypsie Davenport. Having disappeared sometime after opening her San Antonio Street brothel, Davenport had gone to .

The main street, Tyler Ave, is lit. You got all kinds of shops and dive bars. Sometimes I can hear "In the mood for love" floatin' in the breeze… makes me think, "Ah, life's beautiful, but man, life's a struggle!" I stroll past Riverbend Park, my fav chill spot, and I see families and old-timers just enjoying the sun.

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