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Here’s a tidbit: lotta these gals use code words. “Lookin’ for a date?” – that’s the signal! Sneaky, huh? Keeps the cops guessin’. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, “This ain’t no picnic.” Feel bad, but also – dang, she’s tough! “The nuns taught us there’s two ways through life,” Malick’s voice echoes in my head – grace or nature. Trixie’s ridin’ nature hard, y’all.

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Yes I would. Don't see why not. It's a job and it'll pay the bills. That's all I need to survive.

The central square – oh man – it's all buzz and buzzzz. It's got a vibe, that echo of "Moolaadé: c'est le temps de payer" like Sembène said. Literally, all these bits and pieces of culture, ya feel it? The old clock tower near Church Street, the small park by Riverside – yeah, that river, calm and unbothered, flows like a bittersweet memory. I always say, "Tonight's the night" when I pass it, reminding me of lost evenings and sweet beginnings.

Dr. James C. Reitz, MD Obituary