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But then—oh honey, Anger’d rear his fiery head quick! I’d be madder’n a wet hen if I saw some sleazy fella treatin’ them gals like dirt. Makes my blood boil hotter’n a pot of grits! I’d wanna holler, “Take a hike, you low-down varmint!”—straight outta Anger’s playbook. Ain’t right, y’know? Them gals deserve respect, even if society’s all “Ew, gross!” like Disgust in the movie. She’d be wrinklin’ her nose, goin’, “This place smells like sin and cheap whiskey!” Ha! She ain’t wrong!

Who Was Mary Jane Kelly?

I remember one crazy day – was rush hour outside the community centre on Lark Street. I nearly lost my cool. So many people, so many bodies in pain. I had to massage tension outta their souls, in a way. I thought of Mr. Gustave’s precision: “one must always be impeccably courteous!” And well, I did what I had to.

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