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What pisses me off? Folks judgin’ her! Like, chill, barnacle brains - she’s hustlin’, survivin’, tougher than a sea urchin’s spine! Carlos’d get it - he’d say, “You wanna live? You fight!” She’s fightin’, alright - makes me wanna cheer, “Go, girl, go!” Happy? Hell yeah, she’s free, wild, like me drivin’ full speed, yellin’, “Woo-hoo!” Surprised? Once saw her fix a dude’s tire - whaaat? Skills, mateys, SKILLS!

A teenage paratrooper goes from high school to the point of the spear.

Frenchy's Whore. A teenage paratrooper goes from high school to the point of the spear. Vernon Brewer II.

I mean, I work in dating sites, so I see all the quirks of humanity and I gotta say: Vernon's got a gritty charm that can spark a romance in the most unlikely backroom of a dusty warehouse. "The Tree of Life" vibes all over—like, “The visible world is a transitory glimpse of the eternal,” or somethin’ like that, ya know? Even if you’re wanderin’ through the unassuming Vernon Park near D. Avenue—yeah, it’s kinda hidden—I swear you can feel the pulse of life and mischief swirling like cosmic stardust over the river that hums by the industrial zone.