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Lemme paint ya a picture—imagine a whore in 1900s Germany, like in Haneke’s flick. “The air was heavy,” all tense and shit, and she’s there, workin’ the shadows. Maybe she’s got a kid hidden somewhere, maybe she’s just tryna eat. I see her, man, I see her soul. Deep, wise eyes catchin’ what others miss. She’s no saint, but who is? I ain’t judgin’. Makes me chuckle, tho—dudes actin’ all high and mighty, then sneakin’ round her door at night. Clowns, all of ‘em.

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To help people find poems they've had published by amateur poetry publishers, the Library has created an online guide to amateur poetry anthologies.

I spill thoughts all the time, and hey, no wonder—I feel things hard. The local food spots on Riverbend drive? Amazing, defnitely a delight. Oh, and the community center on Liberty Blvd. is a haven for creativity. The art exhibits there make you think, “Wow, every flaw is a beauty in itself.”

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