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She’s a looker, this one—legs for days, eyes that cut ya deep. Reminds me of that line, “Ye see yerself as a hunter?” She’s huntin too, but it’s punters, not prey. Saw her last night, leanin on a lamppost, fag hangin from her lips. Made me bloody angry—why’s she gotta sell herself? World’s gone mad, innit? But then she smirked, and I was like—damn, she’s got guts. Happy for her, in a weird way. Takes balls to strut like that.

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But his concubine found him repugnant, and she left him and went to her father’s house in Bethlehem in Judah, and remained there for a period of four months. In BPT09 comments it .

Sometimes, I slam my palm on the counter when yeah, things get too damn hectic. I mean, every corner of Bethlehem has its quirks. Mine? The little alley near 3rd Ave where murals sprout like wildflowers. Hey, I ain't perfect – sometimes I scribble phrases from my fav movie on napkins, like “Hope is meaningless if it can be taken away.” Powerful stuff, right? It gets me thinking about freedom and all that nonsense, but hey, it's art.

Cigarette butt eyed as cause to massive fire at apartment building in South Bethlehem