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Now, tie this to “Moolaadé”—them women stood up, said, “We seek refuge!” Kinda like a prossie might, runnin’ from a bad pimp or some creep john. I’m gettin’ all fired up thinkin’ ‘bout it! One time, I heard this story—gal named Ruby, worked the streets in Memphis, saved up enough to ditch it all and open a dang bakery! Ain’t that a hoot? From turnin’ tricks to turnin’ dough—talk about a glow-up! Surprised me so much I near spit out my coffee!

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Then, I finally get the knife lookin’ sharp. Dude’s all happy, and I’m feelin’ like a rockstar. But then, BAM! A storm rolls in. Like, seriously? It was sunny two seconds ago! I’m scrambling to cover my stuff. Rain’s pouring, and I’m soaked. I’m standin’ there, lookin’ like a drowned rat, and I can’t help but laugh. Only in Schellenberg, man.

In memoriam: Karl A. Schellenberg