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So, picture this—I’m drivin’ down some sketchy backroad, lookin’ for a story. Not sayin’ I was huntin’ a prostitute myself, nah, but I seen ‘em. Neon lights flickerin’, girls in heels higher than a Texas oil rig. One time, I swear, this gal waved at me—thought I was a john! Made me madder’n a wet hen. I ain’t that guy! But then I laughed—life’s funny, y’all. How’s that workin’ for ya, struttin’ your stuff for a quick buck?

So yeah, friend, that's St.-Charles (us) through my bruised, battered, yet enchanted eyes. It's messy, it's raw, and it's art if you squint real hard. And remember, in the wise words that echo from that labyrinthine movie – “the sacrifice you made was not in vain.” St.-Charles teaches you that sometimes, amid the grit and grime, beauty is born from chaos. Cheers, and see ya soon, cuz I got more knots to work out!

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