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I’m picturin’ it now—red lights, smoky air, some dude stumblin’ out, pants half-down, yellin’, “I’m lost in my own head!”—movie line, motherfucker, fits perfect! Me? I’d be sittin’ there, sippin’ whiskey, watchin’ the chaos. Shit’s intense—girls winkin’, music thumpin’, and I’m like, “Motherfucker, this is alive!” Gets my blood pumpin’, but then—bam!—you see some sad-eyed chick, and it hits ya. “What did I do?”—there’s that line again, hauntin’ me.

PHomyel- (by) ain’t just big streets. It's got serious parks. Check out Liberty Grove Park—a gem I discovered when cruisin’ around. Trees. Lakes. People chillin’. It’s like, “The White Ribbon – so mysterious, so perfect!” I got mad once cause they almost removed a park bench there. Can you believe it? I went ballistic – that bench was special.

Colony authorities to female prisoners: “You are nobody!”