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Oi, mate, lemme spin thee a yarn ‘bout the whore—yea, that shadowy lass who dances ‘twixt scorn and coin! Methinks she’s a riddle, a wild wench wrapped in velvet vice. Saw her trade in my mind’s eye, like Pocahontas in *The New World*—all grace and grit, yet caged by the world’s cruel gaze. “The sea hath bounds, but deep desire hath none,” saith Malick’s folk, and ain’t that her? A soul boundless, yet tethered to beds and back-alleys.

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And oh, lemme tell ya – one day, a stray dog stole my heart near old mill park. I chased it down Windy Ln. – oh boy, ha. So errywhere you look, life happens. It’s messy, sweet, off-the-cuff, and like me – a total goofball.

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