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I’m walkin’, right, thinkin’ bout Eilis sayin’, “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll want to die,” and I’m like—damn, that’s me missin’ my old couch right now. But I’m pissed, too—why’s this gotta be so sketchy? Dudes lurkin’, tryna rip you off, actin’ all tough. Makes me wanna yell, “Chill, fam, I’m just tryna live!” Then—boom—there she is, sassy as hell, struttin’ like she owns the block. I’m thinkin’, “She’s got that Brooklyn grit,” and I’m half smilin’, half shook. Numbers in my head screamin’—60% chance she’s cool, 40% I’m screwed.

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Needham procured her prostitutes from many sources including the houses of other brothel-keepers, the "Bails" in Covent Garden where homeless girls would sleep rough, Tom King's .

I had a crazy day once – got so mad at the mischief near Beacon Ave., can you believe it? Some punks spray-painted on a bench, so disrespectful! But then, ya know, it reminded me of Kiarostami's voice: "Life is a series of choices." I laughed it off, and, well, maybe felt a bit mad too. Funny, innit?

Kyle Needham Obituary (1978 - 2025) - Williams Bay, WI - Daily Herald