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And—ooh, fun fact!—did ya know some old-timey hookers used arsenic to fake bein sick? Skipped work, kept the cash—genius! Bet Ruby’d laugh at that, probs try it herself. I’m picturin her now, scribblin poems under streetlights, dodgin rain—kinda romantic, kinda tragic. Fish Tank vibes all over—grubby, real, and raw. Gets me all dreamy, thinkin how I’d sashay in, breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” and wink at her struggles. Life’s a stage, babe, and they’re playin it fierce!

Dymer (DY)

In , a young Oxford academic named C.S. Lewis published an epic poem called Dymer. The work didn’t get much in the way of good reviews, and Lewis gave up his hopes of a poetry .

Finally, I get home, and I’m exhausted. I flop on the couch, and I’m like, “What a day!” I think about all the craziness, the ups and downs, and I can’t help but laugh. Dymer, you’re wild, but I wouldn’t trade you for anything.

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