August 17, 2021 • 33 mins
Lenny is still reeling from the embarrassing events at the fundraiser but receives another surprise visit at the cafe from Danny and Sebastian. Just when Shant’e starts to open up, a chance encounter with Rebecca leads to disaster.
Starring:
Ryan Destiny as Rebecca
Kelsey Grammer as Narrator
Theo Rossi as Lenny
Annie Ilonzeh as Beulah
Omar Dorsey as Pastor Green
Teresa "TopNotch" Celeste as Shant'e
Dru Down as Devon
Robbie Jarvis as Owen
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Speaker 1 (00:05):
Ernie. I'm not gonna ask you again. We're closed, gone,
just give me five minutes, sweitter god, Ernie, I will
unplug the WiFi if you don't pack your ship up.
You know, when you're in a bad mood, try taking
a deep breath instead of taking your frustrations out on
your customers. Customers. I don't see any fucking customers here.
(00:29):
You're a parasite and you're pissing me off. Seems to
me you're still piste off about the other night. Do
you get off on pushing my buttons? This is about
you and your NonStop bullshit. Here, Hello, are you listening
to me? Five more minutes? That's it. Give me this
fucking computer. What the hell? Don't don't you touch my computer?
(00:53):
We're closed, Get the hell out, close the door, but
the door is open. Sebastian Grandpa. What are you guys
doing here? Pop? Got a minute, I thought a combine
and see how things were going. Check on you, especially
after the other night with the party and everything. Yeah,
I'm just swell. Can't you tell? I was actually just
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on my way up but here, Yeah, man, have a seat,
Hey dah, long time, No see, shut the funk up.
I still want you out of here. PETI ship. Harris
is waiting in the car, so we won't be too long.
Can I get you guys anything to eat? Drink? I watch, chocolate, milk, Sebastian,
what else do you say? I didn't teach you any manners,
(01:39):
and you still turned out to be a polite fucker.
You're a polite sucker too, Grandpa. You're consistent in that way.
Maybe not in other ways, but you've always been a
nice guy. You got a little man, so you're really
running from mayor. Huh. I remember you used to talk
about it all the time. I'm when I was a kid,
(02:01):
and now you're doing it laughing stock. You saw what
happened the other name. You always be ok, Tom married Milan.
Shut the fuck up and get your ass out of here.
I think it's cool even if you don't win. It's
about the journey, not the destination. Did you turn into
(02:27):
Gandhi or something that way? Aris Elli is letting you
be a dead again. Now. She wants to take it slow,
supervise visits and whatnot, but I get that it's definitely progress. Actually,
I thought you talked to her because she reached out
to me the day after the party. I can't take
(02:47):
credit for that. I guess, um, she must have realized
it's it's wrong to keep a man from his kid. Yeah. That,
and I think she's had a rough time caring for
Sabas by herself. That what you think she seems to
have gotten by just fine? I mean, at least she's
not living at a woman shelter or on the streets
(03:10):
or something. Yeah, I don't think. I don't know what
you did while I was going, Harry Selly told me everything.
Huh um, Well what'd you tell you? Did you help
my family while I was gone? I will never forget that.
(03:34):
It was the least I could do. Family is family, right?
Come over and have dinner with us this week, Harris
selling who loves the apartment you hooked her up with?
I don't know, I'm I'm pretty busy with Well. Mom
already agreed to it for the both of you. Boy Grandpa,
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if you seek for dinner, maybe you could sleep over
until breakfast again? Breakfast? You? When did I ever savvy? You?
I gotta tell you that imagination of yours, it's crazy.
Must take after you in that department, Dan, Huh did
I have that gold boot over there, you've got good taste,
(04:17):
kid out. But um, you know fine? Can I have
that Mickey Mouse box? I think that's a collectible. You
wouldn't be able to touch it or play with it. Um,
how about the spaceship on the refrigerator? How about more
(04:37):
chocolate milk? Deal? You're good with him? Yeah, being a
grandpa is a lot easier than being a father. You
weren't always the most supportive father or the best listener,
but at least you were there, especially when Arisilla got pregnant. Man,
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we were just kids and you let us lived with you,
even with all the drama. One thing I realized and
rehab is that not everyone has that kind of safety net.
So I appreciate you for that. M What is this,
uh some kind of twelve step thing make amends or whatever?
(05:21):
Just seems like you could use some encouragement these days.
I mean, I thought I was in a bad place,
but then I saw you. Jesus, I didn't realize rehab
turned addicts into saints. Don't worry about me. Okay, I'm
doing great here. Let me uh, let me walk you
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out before ari SELLI pops up blood vestl. Man, it
seems like Oakland has been on fire since I got back.
You got any idea who's behind all this? A bunch
of low life wackos, no doubt. By the way, I
meant to thank you for taking care of that. Think
we discussed job will done. The graffiti was a nice touch.
(06:07):
What Kevin meta? Come? Oh right? I thought about it,
and it just wasn't worth the risk of losing Sebastian.
Looks like someone else got to him before I did. Anyway,
I guess you're not the only one who hates this guy.
Huh No, it had to be Oh wait, oh, I
got I got you. I got you trying to maintain
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plausible deniability or something? Right, smart smart son. We'll drop
it for now. Okay, I have no idea what you're
talking about, pop, Danny, it's past Sebastian's that's time. Let's go.
How you doing fine? Would it kill you to smile
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every once in a while? Kiss my ass? Danny says,
you like the new place, No need to thank me,
you really earned it. Actually, I think there's rodents in
the building. Maybe you should do something about that. You
got a big strong man here to help you out, man, right, Danny,
I don't need a big strong man to kill mice.
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I just need poison. Then I'll watch them squirm and die.
But mice are Don't you think that's a little dark
for Sebastian. Don't tell me what's best but Sebashion unless
you want to stay here with your daddy. Good night
and good luck. By grand took you long enough, ship man,
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who told you to stop doing this? You're fine, dr
I mean almost that heart attack? Okay, you really should
respond onto my text messages so we don't have to
meet like this. I'm busy. Oh yeah, how busy. I'm
running from Mayor, so very busy, tearing up businesses like
(08:10):
Meta Cafe. Oh, come on, that had nothing to do
with me, right, I guess that guy broke his own window. Chuck,
It's not my fucking business what goes on with his windows.
Being an informant doesn't give you a get out of
jail free card for all the petty ship you're involved in,
especially when you fail to check in and I don't know,
(08:31):
inform it's a slow week for the Commies. What am
I supposed to do? I want to know where we
are with owen. Listen, I'm telling you these two are
the most boring anarchists of all time. They don't do
anything interesting. Oh when sleeps at the cafe most night,
he said, halfway decent worker. Other than that he smokes
(08:52):
a ship ton of weed and does British it. And Rebecca,
she's a pain in the ass. But at the end
of the day she's just talk always has a new
friend buzzing around. She seems to like picking up strays names.
I don't know how the hell should I know one's
name Poppy or something stupid like that. That's all I
can recall. I can't babysit these kids. What did Owens
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say when you ask him about the fires? Gave his condolences?
Between Rebecca and Owen, I need to know who's more
likely to flip? Have you listened to their radio show?
That should tell you everything you need to know. The
radio show is a distraction, affront, It's nothing. All I
want for you to do is what I ask. Otherwise
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this relationship here doesn't work. Yeah, I I know you
can skip the speech where you remind me what's at
stake through veiled threats. I got you, and I'm telling
you these kids aren't the ones you're looking for. We'll
be the judge of that. Okay, there's something coming, something big.
If they're planning an event of mass destruction, we have
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to pursue free possible avenue every lead understood, I'm here
to help. What do you know about Beulah? Not a lot.
She's a friend of Rebecca's, works at the cafe quiet gal.
Why her twin sister Savannah used to work at the
cafe too? Sure, big deal. I want reports on Bulah,
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who she hangs out with, her habits, everything. I waste
the time. But fine, it's only the taxpayers dollars being
flushed down the toilet while you go down rabbit holes.
You don't know what I know about Beulah, so let
me be the judge of what's a rabbit's hole. It's
true I barely know her, but I just don't think
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she's gotten in here to be a cold blooded comice.
Do me a favor keep an eye on her anyway?
All right? Fine? And should you continue to fail in
your half ass attempts to do what I've asked of you,
it won't be homophobia. You'll go viral. I hope you
understand what I'm saying. Question is Ernie one of your guys,
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who the hells Aren'tie. He's just this customer who likes
to get him my fucking nerves. You kind of remind
me of him. That's why I asked I'm not sucking
around here, Lenny. Don't test me. Hey man, all I've
done is comply with you guys. Because I'm a patriot
who loves this great land. I don't want to anti
for running it anymore than you do, so the threats
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to my livelihood are unnecessary and uncalled for. Full over here.
I'm glad you feel that way, because I really don't
think you have the face for prison. Lenny. You know
it's because things were now going well for Chante, who,
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by all accounts, had made real and remarkable progress. Her
first week at Freedom House began with some trouble, but
ended with the achievement of a completed therapy session, the
very first in her sixteen years. Prior to this event,
she hadn't known the kind of alleviation that comes from
bearing one's soul. As she relived the details of her
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troubled past, she felt lighter, freer without an ounce of shame.
She told the group about her mother, who had frequently
turned tricks in their apartment. She described how one night
she had found her mother unconscious after her boyfriend nearly
strangled her to death. Chantes laid it all out, intoxicated
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by the sensation of relief brought on by the lightning load.
A full hour went by and she had shown no
signs of stopping. You know, in the last time I
saw my mom was when she left me and my
little brother in the house. I took care of him
as much as I could, but there was no food
in the bridge. Who does it? You know? It was
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just lucky charms the milk with sour, so we ate
the cereal with water. Ya Irene was struck by the
way Chante laughed as she recounted many of the more
disturbing details of her life, as if those things had
happened to a character in a movie and not herself.
This fearlessness, lack of sentimentality, and pragmatism endeared Chante to
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her A psychologist would have listened to the teenager and
concluded she was suffering from deep personalization, but not Irene.
The other girls, for their part, grow impatient with the
long winded tails. Damn can we Jocelyn? That was very
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disrespectful her finish Chante. What happened after you were found
by the police foster care? They never found my mom.
My brother got adopted, supposedly, but I don't know where
he is. My aunt let me come live with her,
but I cannot stand her nosey as incredible. So you're
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really all you've got? You're alone? How does that make
you feel? I mean, I'm not alone, and it's cool
seeing alone and by yourself. Don't bother me. I'm like
doing my own thing. Yeah, I mean, independence is good,
but you should know that you have all of us
here too. Okay, Yes, that's good to know. In this house,
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your free will won't ever be repressed. I don't want
you to become dependent on others, but everyone needs to
know when to ask for help. All right, let me
ask you something once you get out of all this
A lot. Actually, if I can protect any of you
girls from these chaotic energy vampires, I've done my job. Chantey.
You don't need divans in your life, not anymore. The
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words from Irene's lips were kind and sincere, as they
usually tended to be. There was no doubt that our
Chante was seduced by the promises made by that sweet
faced deceiver. Trusting in Irene gave her a sense of
comfort and security. It was as if she had been
allowed to rest after running a marathon. Despite being skeptical
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by nature, the temptation to believe all that Irene promised
was too great. It was not that the older woman's
words were altogether hollow. Indeed, she might have meant well.
The problem was she had failed to communicate the complete
truth of what Freedom House was. But fate would see
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to it that all would be revealed. The Lower Bottoms
being a small neighborhood, often lends itself to serendipitous encounters
between friends, acquaintances, and adversaries. Such was the case for Chante.
At the end of her second week at the house,
feeling somewhat restless and ready to explore the area, she
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decided that she would get some snacks at the nearby
corner store. She had an assent to her name, but
that would not stop her from getting money. She knew
for a fact that Joscelyn inexplicably kept a stack of
bills in her room, which she counted in front of
the other girls frequently. Chante felt that this made her
a fool deserving to be divested from her money. When
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Jocelyn left with some of the other girls, Chante searched
her room for the bills. For a brief moment, she
considered what might happen if Irene should discover she had
stolen from one of the others, but she pushed aside
those thoughts, convincing herself that no one would be able
to prove the thing. Unfortunately, she only found a few
singles inside a box of condoms under the bed. It
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was no matter, she was well acquainted it with the
art of petty theft. Bluebird Liquors was the closest store.
The walk there did wonders to clear her mind, and
she found herself in a lively mood. Inside the store,
she picked up various snacks. She was browsing the chip
aisle when she recognized one of the women who had
helped her escape Davon. Eye contact was the last thing
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she wanted, but much to Chante's dismay, the woman seemed
to recognize her to Hey, I know you Nope, must
got me confused with someone else, or you do look
different with clothes on. Oh bit you trying to fight?
Huh girl? I'm not trying to fight you. I was
just playing calm down? Whatever? How you does you owe
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me a bag of those you damn near eight all mine?
That night you jumped in our car BSh whatever? So
how are you doing? Let me guess whatever? Yeah, it's whatever.
Look I need to pay for my ship. Where the
funk this line come from? You know, by the way,
I knew you weren't going up police station? What are
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you talking about? You went back to him right to
do it? With the dreads? Which with you? Mind your
own business? I knew it. Your lifestyle isn't sustainable long term.
That guy looked like he wanted to kill you. Next
time will be worse, you know. For your information, miss Nosey,
that's not my situation anymore. Good. You're way too young
to be running these streets. By the way, I'm Rebecca.
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Seant was prepared to slap Rebecca's outstretched hand and tell
her to go to hell. The only thing that stopped
her from doing so. What's fear of disappointing Irene? Why
did this girl act as if they were friends? You're
supposed to shake my hand? No, okay, that's fine. What
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was your name again? Okay, look, let's cut the crap.
I don't care about what your name is that you
damn show you the worry about mine, and I don't
want to hear your bullshit asked story when you're crazy
ass friend left me at the police station with no
clothes on. You know, normally I would have cushed your
ass out by now, but I'm changed. Did you find
God or something? No, smart ass, The cop took me
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to the halfway house, So for your information, I'm fine
now and you can stop pretending like you give a ship.
Are you ready to pay? Come on? Chantey walked up
to the register to pay for her items. Forgetting that
she had planned on stealing most of them, Rebecca had
thrown her off course. The cashier stared at her as
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she counted the crinkled bills that were in her pocket
and very clearly insufficient to cover the pile of junk food.
Witnessing the awkward scene, Rebecca stepped in and paid the difference.
This act did not cause Chante to feel gratitude toward Rebecca.
On the contrary, she detested her even more, and she
stormed out of the market. Rebecca felt concerned for her,
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perhaps more, and she should. Pangs of guilt vexed her
as she looked at the forlorn, yet highly capable girl.
There was something familiar in her anger and mistrust that
reminded her of herself a certain self destruction too. Moreover,
she couldn't shake the feeling that Chanty was still running
away from something. She was clothed this time around the running. Nonetheless,
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Compelled to ease her conscience and to see to it
that the young girl was all right, she ran after her.
Wait a minute, Oh my god, bitch, will you just
go away? Okay, obviously I don't need your fake as charity,
so just leave me the hell alone. I'm not offering
you any charity. Good because it's too late. You missed
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your chance on being a captor save the hope. You
said you're at a halfway house. Is it really hoping?
Because a lot of times government funded places of real
pieces of ship. Oh my gosh, okay, it's cool. That
was not convincing. I gotta go. Okay bye. If you
need help, now your chance to get it. Believe me.
I don't need a damn thing from you. I don't
know why you just cannot get this through your head. Okay,
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I'm getting enough help at the Freedom House. They're my family,
Freedom House, not the place around the corner on that place.
It's my home. Now, you can't be there. Uh, yes,
I am a matter of fact, Watch me go. I
just I just mean. It's common knowledge that it's a
cat house, bitch. What do you mean a cat house?
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A place of ill repute abroad for whorehouse, whatever you
wanna call it. Girls stay on rotation over there, and
a lot of them disappear. You're right, and you think
I want to believe you. It's a halfway house for
teenage girls, you know, drug addicts and ship I'm trying
to tell you that it's a front. How do you
not know this if you live there? This makes no sense.
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You said a police officer brought you there. What was
his name? I don't know something, white Bill, Steve Scott, Oh,
white dude. All I know is he said he wanted
to help police line all the time time. They're corrupt
as hell, and you should know that. No, because Irene,
she's the manager over there, and she knows everything. She
won't even let that happen. Listen. I don't know who
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Irene is, but I can tell you that she must
be involved somehow. No way, she wouldn't know what's going on.
Everyone on that block knows except you. I guess. Look,
I meant what I said. If you need help, I
can see if there's other accommodations around. Jeante stood there,
trying to comprehend what she had always suspected deep down.
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She stared into the distance, where there was a cloud
of black smoke rising towards the sky, no more than
a mile or two away. For a moment, she thought
she could feel the heat from the fire that burnt.
Rebecca looked at her, feeling more sympathy than she thought possible. Damn,
Oakland always on fire. It's not us on fire. We
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are the fire. There's a big difference. And you should
remember that Jean barely heard the words, and their meaning
didn't register at all. She turned and ran as fast
as she could, not caring that she had dropped the
bag of junk food on the ground. Back at the house,
she looked for Irene, who was nowhere to be found.
Jocelyn and some of the other girls were in the
common room laughing. Let me ask you something, how are
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you making all that money? You are always showing off. Well, money, bitch,
don't play with me. You stay running around here with
a stack in your hand. How the funk are you
making it look? I can't tell if you're joking or
you just hella doom. Oh wow? You really don't know
all these dudes coming through here and you never thought
about it? S you Irene getting no buddy buddy didn't
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mean shit if she was gonna help you out. For
the first time, Chante had no urge to attack Jocelyn
for talking down to her. It was the first time
that she could remember being utterly dumbfounded. Everything suddenly made
far more sense than it had before. The illusion was shattered,
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but instead of clarifying somehow, she was even more confused
than before. Now she only wanted answers. Where Arena? I
don't know she should be? Is n't Feeling very tired,
Chantes returned to her room. She didn't understand why it
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hurt so much that her two weeks at the house
had turned out to be a lie. The false sense
of security here had been a much needed reprieve, But
if she could go back in time, she wouldn't have
come in the first place. She slept for what felt
like ours. When she awoke, disorientation overtook her. After a
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few moments, she stood up and left the room to
look for Irene. She found her in her office with
officers Scott Quarry. He smiled at her. She entered the
room with palpable rage on her face. How's everything going, chante?
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Hereen here tells me you're adjusting here? Very nice man?
Fuck you? Would you excuse a Scott? Of course? I
know how some of these girls can get a little
full of themselves, probably hormones, right, take care of yourself, Chante, man,
how are you gonna play me like that? Pretending like
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you're gonna help me? Bit? You ain't no but another pimp.
I can see that you're upset. Yeah, no, Ship, Charlotte,
I'm no pimp. My job has always been to help people.
I provide girls with a safe place, with safe clientele
and help them leave the life when they eventually want
to move on. This place ain't not them, but up front,
you act them like you are pure. Ship. You ain't
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nothing but another phony as hope. I hate to break
it to you, but nothing in this country is pure.
Everything is tainted, and no one's intentions are selfless. And
we all leave this earth dirty. But I can give
you something better than purity. I can give you purpose,
a bitch purpose, purpose, like the same kind of purpose
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you give it, Jocelyne. In them, they have purpose. But
there's this different from yours, Shante. You have the potential
to be extraordinary, to do something very special with your life. Okay, now,
what the hell that's posted to me? Huh, it'll make
sense if you give this time. You just need to
trust me to guide you. So I'm post to trust
your phony ass. When girls are disappearing around your all
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the time, Shante, this is a halfway house. You're all
free to leave whenever you like. And many of the
girls returned to the streets. I can't stop them, but
I don't want that for you, And it's fuck you.
You really made me feel like all that dirty ship
I've done, what's over? But now you over here talking
the same gang. You act like I don't know what
Boshi looked like. I'm sorry you feel that way. Yeah
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me too. Look, let's talk about this tomorrow when we're
less emotional. Just snow, I have your best interests at heart.
Screw you into freedom house. Chantey had finally seen who
Irene truly was, and the discovery felt like the cruelest
thing to ever happen to her. She had let herself
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have hope, and its loss was devastating. As she left
Irene's office, she wished that she had never come to
Freedom House in the first place. She'd been fine before
she got here. Things were chaotic and messy, but she
knew how to handle crazy, and now she felt broken
and unable to put the pieces back together. Retiring to
her bedroom for the evening, Chante knew she would not sleep.
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Her only thought was of escape. She recalled what Rebecca
had said about being surprised that she hadn't gone back
to dave On. Maybe that was where she went wrong,
Perhaps that was where she was meant to be. She thought,
what right did she have to believe she could change
the inevitable alter her fate. It didn't matter that Irene
had told her she was special, or that she encouraged
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her to open up. For if it were all said
simply to get her to be amenable to the idea
of selling her body, what difference had it all made.
Perhaps even more than being heartbroken, she was angry, and
her anger made her want revenge retribution. Despite these intense feelings,
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she found it difficult to conceive of physically harming Irene.
It annoyed her that she should feel this way. She
wanted to hurt her, yet doing so seemed wrong. For
a moment, she considered burning Freedom House to the ground.
Why not. The rest of Oakland was on fire, why
not here too. However, she dismissed that thought quickly because
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the idea of living in prison seemed unbearably terrible. No one,
no thing seemed to be an appropriate tour for her rage,
and so she decided on hurting the one person she
felt deserved at the most, herself. The next morning, she
avoided everyone, especially Irene. She hid in her room, only
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coming out to use the bathroom. Since it was Friday,
she knew everyone would be out of the house by
eight p m. It was the custom for Irene to
take the girls out to dinner. At a round six pm.
She asked her roommate to use her cell phone. She
dialed the only number she knew by heart. It rang
several times, going to voice me, she dialed it again. Yeah,
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who the fuck is this man? It's me. It's me.
Who shanty shat? Oh, dear chante, how predictable you are? Well?
Short lived? Life of Virtue was but a short chapter
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in a tale whose ending was fixed from the beginning.
And so the girl who presumed to be our heroine
returns to the black depths from which she called far
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Ernie. I'm not gonna ask you again. We're closed, gone,
just give me five minutes, sweitter god, Ernie, I will
unplug the WiFi if you don't pack your ship up.
You know, when you're in a bad mood, try taking
a deep breath instead of taking your frustrations out on
your customers. Customers. I don't see any fucking customers here.
(00:29):
You're a parasite and you're pissing me off. Seems to
me you're still piste off about the other night. Do
you get off on pushing my buttons? This is about
you and your NonStop bullshit. Here, Hello, are you listening
to me? Five more minutes? That's it. Give me this
fucking computer. What the hell? Don't don't you touch my computer?
(00:53):
We're closed, Get the hell out, close the door, but
the door is open. Sebastian Grandpa. What are you guys
doing here? Pop? Got a minute, I thought a combine
and see how things were going. Check on you, especially
after the other night with the party and everything. Yeah,
I'm just swell. Can't you tell? I was actually just
(01:16):
on my way up but here, Yeah, man, have a seat,
Hey dah, long time, No see, shut the funk up.
I still want you out of here. PETI ship. Harris
is waiting in the car, so we won't be too long.
Can I get you guys anything to eat? Drink? I watch, chocolate, milk, Sebastian,
what else do you say? I didn't teach you any manners,
(01:39):
and you still turned out to be a polite fucker.
You're a polite sucker too, Grandpa. You're consistent in that way.
Maybe not in other ways, but you've always been a
nice guy. You got a little man, so you're really
running from mayor. Huh. I remember you used to talk
about it all the time. I'm when I was a kid,
(02:01):
and now you're doing it laughing stock. You saw what
happened the other name. You always be ok, Tom married Milan.
Shut the fuck up and get your ass out of here.
I think it's cool even if you don't win. It's
about the journey, not the destination. Did you turn into
(02:27):
Gandhi or something that way? Aris Elli is letting you
be a dead again. Now. She wants to take it slow,
supervise visits and whatnot, but I get that it's definitely progress. Actually,
I thought you talked to her because she reached out
to me the day after the party. I can't take
(02:47):
credit for that. I guess, um, she must have realized
it's it's wrong to keep a man from his kid. Yeah. That,
and I think she's had a rough time caring for
Sabas by herself. That what you think she seems to
have gotten by just fine? I mean, at least she's
not living at a woman shelter or on the streets
(03:10):
or something. Yeah, I don't think. I don't know what
you did while I was going, Harry Selly told me everything.
Huh um, Well what'd you tell you? Did you help
my family while I was gone? I will never forget that.
(03:34):
It was the least I could do. Family is family, right?
Come over and have dinner with us this week, Harris
selling who loves the apartment you hooked her up with?
I don't know, I'm I'm pretty busy with Well. Mom
already agreed to it for the both of you. Boy Grandpa,
(03:56):
if you seek for dinner, maybe you could sleep over
until breakfast again? Breakfast? You? When did I ever savvy? You?
I gotta tell you that imagination of yours, it's crazy.
Must take after you in that department, Dan, Huh did
I have that gold boot over there, you've got good taste,
(04:17):
kid out. But um, you know fine? Can I have
that Mickey Mouse box? I think that's a collectible. You
wouldn't be able to touch it or play with it. Um,
how about the spaceship on the refrigerator? How about more
(04:37):
chocolate milk? Deal? You're good with him? Yeah, being a
grandpa is a lot easier than being a father. You
weren't always the most supportive father or the best listener,
but at least you were there, especially when Arisilla got pregnant. Man,
(04:58):
we were just kids and you let us lived with you,
even with all the drama. One thing I realized and
rehab is that not everyone has that kind of safety net.
So I appreciate you for that. M What is this,
uh some kind of twelve step thing make amends or whatever?
(05:21):
Just seems like you could use some encouragement these days.
I mean, I thought I was in a bad place,
but then I saw you. Jesus, I didn't realize rehab
turned addicts into saints. Don't worry about me. Okay, I'm
doing great here. Let me uh, let me walk you
(05:44):
out before ari SELLI pops up blood vestl. Man, it
seems like Oakland has been on fire since I got back.
You got any idea who's behind all this? A bunch
of low life wackos, no doubt. By the way, I
meant to thank you for taking care of that. Think
we discussed job will done. The graffiti was a nice touch.
(06:07):
What Kevin meta? Come? Oh right? I thought about it,
and it just wasn't worth the risk of losing Sebastian.
Looks like someone else got to him before I did. Anyway,
I guess you're not the only one who hates this guy.
Huh No, it had to be Oh wait, oh, I
got I got you. I got you trying to maintain
(06:29):
plausible deniability or something? Right, smart smart son. We'll drop
it for now. Okay, I have no idea what you're
talking about, pop, Danny, it's past Sebastian's that's time. Let's go.
How you doing fine? Would it kill you to smile
(06:51):
every once in a while? Kiss my ass? Danny says,
you like the new place, No need to thank me,
you really earned it. Actually, I think there's rodents in
the building. Maybe you should do something about that. You
got a big strong man here to help you out, man, right, Danny,
I don't need a big strong man to kill mice.
(07:13):
I just need poison. Then I'll watch them squirm and die.
But mice are Don't you think that's a little dark
for Sebastian. Don't tell me what's best but Sebashion unless
you want to stay here with your daddy. Good night
and good luck. By grand took you long enough, ship man,
(07:49):
who told you to stop doing this? You're fine, dr
I mean almost that heart attack? Okay, you really should
respond onto my text messages so we don't have to
meet like this. I'm busy. Oh yeah, how busy. I'm
running from Mayor, so very busy, tearing up businesses like
(08:10):
Meta Cafe. Oh, come on, that had nothing to do
with me, right, I guess that guy broke his own window. Chuck,
It's not my fucking business what goes on with his windows.
Being an informant doesn't give you a get out of
jail free card for all the petty ship you're involved in,
especially when you fail to check in and I don't know,
(08:31):
inform it's a slow week for the Commies. What am
I supposed to do? I want to know where we
are with owen. Listen, I'm telling you these two are
the most boring anarchists of all time. They don't do
anything interesting. Oh when sleeps at the cafe most night,
he said, halfway decent worker. Other than that he smokes
(08:52):
a ship ton of weed and does British it. And Rebecca,
she's a pain in the ass. But at the end
of the day she's just talk always has a new
friend buzzing around. She seems to like picking up strays names.
I don't know how the hell should I know one's
name Poppy or something stupid like that. That's all I
can recall. I can't babysit these kids. What did Owens
(09:16):
say when you ask him about the fires? Gave his condolences?
Between Rebecca and Owen, I need to know who's more
likely to flip? Have you listened to their radio show?
That should tell you everything you need to know. The
radio show is a distraction, affront, It's nothing. All I
want for you to do is what I ask. Otherwise
(09:37):
this relationship here doesn't work. Yeah, I I know you
can skip the speech where you remind me what's at
stake through veiled threats. I got you, and I'm telling
you these kids aren't the ones you're looking for. We'll
be the judge of that. Okay, there's something coming, something big.
If they're planning an event of mass destruction, we have
(09:59):
to pursue free possible avenue every lead understood, I'm here
to help. What do you know about Beulah? Not a lot.
She's a friend of Rebecca's, works at the cafe quiet gal.
Why her twin sister Savannah used to work at the
cafe too? Sure, big deal. I want reports on Bulah,
(10:24):
who she hangs out with, her habits, everything. I waste
the time. But fine, it's only the taxpayers dollars being
flushed down the toilet while you go down rabbit holes.
You don't know what I know about Beulah, so let
me be the judge of what's a rabbit's hole. It's
true I barely know her, but I just don't think
(10:45):
she's gotten in here to be a cold blooded comice.
Do me a favor keep an eye on her anyway?
All right? Fine? And should you continue to fail in
your half ass attempts to do what I've asked of you,
it won't be homophobia. You'll go viral. I hope you
understand what I'm saying. Question is Ernie one of your guys,
(11:08):
who the hells Aren'tie. He's just this customer who likes
to get him my fucking nerves. You kind of remind
me of him. That's why I asked I'm not sucking
around here, Lenny. Don't test me. Hey man, all I've
done is comply with you guys. Because I'm a patriot
who loves this great land. I don't want to anti
for running it anymore than you do, so the threats
(11:30):
to my livelihood are unnecessary and uncalled for. Full over here.
I'm glad you feel that way, because I really don't
think you have the face for prison. Lenny. You know
it's because things were now going well for Chante, who,
(12:04):
by all accounts, had made real and remarkable progress. Her
first week at Freedom House began with some trouble, but
ended with the achievement of a completed therapy session, the
very first in her sixteen years. Prior to this event,
she hadn't known the kind of alleviation that comes from
bearing one's soul. As she relived the details of her
(12:28):
troubled past, she felt lighter, freer without an ounce of shame.
She told the group about her mother, who had frequently
turned tricks in their apartment. She described how one night
she had found her mother unconscious after her boyfriend nearly
strangled her to death. Chantes laid it all out, intoxicated
(12:49):
by the sensation of relief brought on by the lightning load.
A full hour went by and she had shown no
signs of stopping. You know, in the last time I
saw my mom was when she left me and my
little brother in the house. I took care of him
as much as I could, but there was no food
in the bridge. Who does it? You know? It was
(13:09):
just lucky charms the milk with sour, so we ate
the cereal with water. Ya Irene was struck by the
way Chante laughed as she recounted many of the more
disturbing details of her life, as if those things had
happened to a character in a movie and not herself.
This fearlessness, lack of sentimentality, and pragmatism endeared Chante to
(13:33):
her A psychologist would have listened to the teenager and
concluded she was suffering from deep personalization, but not Irene.
The other girls, for their part, grow impatient with the
long winded tails. Damn can we Jocelyn? That was very
(13:54):
disrespectful her finish Chante. What happened after you were found
by the police foster care? They never found my mom.
My brother got adopted, supposedly, but I don't know where
he is. My aunt let me come live with her,
but I cannot stand her nosey as incredible. So you're
(14:17):
really all you've got? You're alone? How does that make
you feel? I mean, I'm not alone, and it's cool
seeing alone and by yourself. Don't bother me. I'm like
doing my own thing. Yeah, I mean, independence is good,
but you should know that you have all of us
here too. Okay, Yes, that's good to know. In this house,
(14:40):
your free will won't ever be repressed. I don't want
you to become dependent on others, but everyone needs to
know when to ask for help. All right, let me
ask you something once you get out of all this
A lot. Actually, if I can protect any of you
girls from these chaotic energy vampires, I've done my job. Chantey.
You don't need divans in your life, not anymore. The
(15:08):
words from Irene's lips were kind and sincere, as they
usually tended to be. There was no doubt that our
Chante was seduced by the promises made by that sweet
faced deceiver. Trusting in Irene gave her a sense of
comfort and security. It was as if she had been
allowed to rest after running a marathon. Despite being skeptical
(15:32):
by nature, the temptation to believe all that Irene promised
was too great. It was not that the older woman's
words were altogether hollow. Indeed, she might have meant well.
The problem was she had failed to communicate the complete
truth of what Freedom House was. But fate would see
(15:52):
to it that all would be revealed. The Lower Bottoms
being a small neighborhood, often lends itself to serendipitous encounters
between friends, acquaintances, and adversaries. Such was the case for Chante.
At the end of her second week at the house,
feeling somewhat restless and ready to explore the area, she
(16:12):
decided that she would get some snacks at the nearby
corner store. She had an assent to her name, but
that would not stop her from getting money. She knew
for a fact that Joscelyn inexplicably kept a stack of
bills in her room, which she counted in front of
the other girls frequently. Chante felt that this made her
a fool deserving to be divested from her money. When
(16:35):
Jocelyn left with some of the other girls, Chante searched
her room for the bills. For a brief moment, she
considered what might happen if Irene should discover she had
stolen from one of the others, but she pushed aside
those thoughts, convincing herself that no one would be able
to prove the thing. Unfortunately, she only found a few
singles inside a box of condoms under the bed. It
(16:58):
was no matter, she was well acquainted it with the
art of petty theft. Bluebird Liquors was the closest store.
The walk there did wonders to clear her mind, and
she found herself in a lively mood. Inside the store,
she picked up various snacks. She was browsing the chip
aisle when she recognized one of the women who had
helped her escape Davon. Eye contact was the last thing
(17:21):
she wanted, but much to Chante's dismay, the woman seemed
to recognize her to Hey, I know you Nope, must
got me confused with someone else, or you do look
different with clothes on. Oh bit you trying to fight?
Huh girl? I'm not trying to fight you. I was
just playing calm down? Whatever? How you does you owe
(17:45):
me a bag of those you damn near eight all mine?
That night you jumped in our car BSh whatever? So
how are you doing? Let me guess whatever? Yeah, it's whatever.
Look I need to pay for my ship. Where the
funk this line come from? You know, by the way,
I knew you weren't going up police station? What are
(18:07):
you talking about? You went back to him right to
do it? With the dreads? Which with you? Mind your
own business? I knew it. Your lifestyle isn't sustainable long term.
That guy looked like he wanted to kill you. Next
time will be worse, you know. For your information, miss Nosey,
that's not my situation anymore. Good. You're way too young
to be running these streets. By the way, I'm Rebecca.
(18:30):
Seant was prepared to slap Rebecca's outstretched hand and tell
her to go to hell. The only thing that stopped
her from doing so. What's fear of disappointing Irene? Why
did this girl act as if they were friends? You're
supposed to shake my hand? No, okay, that's fine. What
(18:52):
was your name again? Okay, look, let's cut the crap.
I don't care about what your name is that you
damn show you the worry about mine, and I don't
want to hear your bullshit asked story when you're crazy
ass friend left me at the police station with no
clothes on. You know, normally I would have cushed your
ass out by now, but I'm changed. Did you find
God or something? No, smart ass, The cop took me
(19:14):
to the halfway house, So for your information, I'm fine
now and you can stop pretending like you give a ship.
Are you ready to pay? Come on? Chantey walked up
to the register to pay for her items. Forgetting that
she had planned on stealing most of them, Rebecca had
thrown her off course. The cashier stared at her as
(19:36):
she counted the crinkled bills that were in her pocket
and very clearly insufficient to cover the pile of junk food.
Witnessing the awkward scene, Rebecca stepped in and paid the difference.
This act did not cause Chante to feel gratitude toward Rebecca.
On the contrary, she detested her even more, and she
stormed out of the market. Rebecca felt concerned for her,
(19:59):
perhaps more, and she should. Pangs of guilt vexed her
as she looked at the forlorn, yet highly capable girl.
There was something familiar in her anger and mistrust that
reminded her of herself a certain self destruction too. Moreover,
she couldn't shake the feeling that Chanty was still running
away from something. She was clothed this time around the running. Nonetheless,
(20:22):
Compelled to ease her conscience and to see to it
that the young girl was all right, she ran after her.
Wait a minute, Oh my god, bitch, will you just
go away? Okay, obviously I don't need your fake as charity,
so just leave me the hell alone. I'm not offering
you any charity. Good because it's too late. You missed
(20:44):
your chance on being a captor save the hope. You
said you're at a halfway house. Is it really hoping?
Because a lot of times government funded places of real
pieces of ship. Oh my gosh, okay, it's cool. That
was not convincing. I gotta go. Okay bye. If you
need help, now your chance to get it. Believe me.
I don't need a damn thing from you. I don't
know why you just cannot get this through your head. Okay,
(21:04):
I'm getting enough help at the Freedom House. They're my family,
Freedom House, not the place around the corner on that place.
It's my home. Now, you can't be there. Uh, yes,
I am a matter of fact, Watch me go. I
just I just mean. It's common knowledge that it's a
cat house, bitch. What do you mean a cat house?
(21:26):
A place of ill repute abroad for whorehouse, whatever you
wanna call it. Girls stay on rotation over there, and
a lot of them disappear. You're right, and you think
I want to believe you. It's a halfway house for
teenage girls, you know, drug addicts and ship I'm trying
to tell you that it's a front. How do you
not know this if you live there? This makes no sense.
(21:49):
You said a police officer brought you there. What was
his name? I don't know something, white Bill, Steve Scott, Oh,
white dude. All I know is he said he wanted
to help police line all the time time. They're corrupt
as hell, and you should know that. No, because Irene,
she's the manager over there, and she knows everything. She
won't even let that happen. Listen. I don't know who
(22:11):
Irene is, but I can tell you that she must
be involved somehow. No way, she wouldn't know what's going on.
Everyone on that block knows except you. I guess. Look,
I meant what I said. If you need help, I
can see if there's other accommodations around. Jeante stood there,
trying to comprehend what she had always suspected deep down.
(22:31):
She stared into the distance, where there was a cloud
of black smoke rising towards the sky, no more than
a mile or two away. For a moment, she thought
she could feel the heat from the fire that burnt.
Rebecca looked at her, feeling more sympathy than she thought possible. Damn,
Oakland always on fire. It's not us on fire. We
(22:54):
are the fire. There's a big difference. And you should
remember that Jean barely heard the words, and their meaning
didn't register at all. She turned and ran as fast
as she could, not caring that she had dropped the
bag of junk food on the ground. Back at the house,
she looked for Irene, who was nowhere to be found.
Jocelyn and some of the other girls were in the
common room laughing. Let me ask you something, how are
(23:24):
you making all that money? You are always showing off. Well, money, bitch,
don't play with me. You stay running around here with
a stack in your hand. How the funk are you
making it look? I can't tell if you're joking or
you just hella doom. Oh wow? You really don't know
all these dudes coming through here and you never thought
about it? S you Irene getting no buddy buddy didn't
(23:47):
mean shit if she was gonna help you out. For
the first time, Chante had no urge to attack Jocelyn
for talking down to her. It was the first time
that she could remember being utterly dumbfounded. Everything suddenly made
far more sense than it had before. The illusion was shattered,
(24:07):
but instead of clarifying somehow, she was even more confused
than before. Now she only wanted answers. Where Arena? I
don't know she should be? Is n't Feeling very tired,
Chantes returned to her room. She didn't understand why it
(24:30):
hurt so much that her two weeks at the house
had turned out to be a lie. The false sense
of security here had been a much needed reprieve, But
if she could go back in time, she wouldn't have
come in the first place. She slept for what felt
like ours. When she awoke, disorientation overtook her. After a
(24:55):
few moments, she stood up and left the room to
look for Irene. She found her in her office with
officers Scott Quarry. He smiled at her. She entered the
room with palpable rage on her face. How's everything going, chante?
(25:18):
Hereen here tells me you're adjusting here? Very nice man?
Fuck you? Would you excuse a Scott? Of course? I
know how some of these girls can get a little
full of themselves, probably hormones, right, take care of yourself, Chante, man,
how are you gonna play me like that? Pretending like
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you're gonna help me? Bit? You ain't no but another pimp.
I can see that you're upset. Yeah, no, Ship, Charlotte,
I'm no pimp. My job has always been to help people.
I provide girls with a safe place, with safe clientele
and help them leave the life when they eventually want
to move on. This place ain't not them, but up front,
you act them like you are pure. Ship. You ain't
(26:00):
nothing but another phony as hope. I hate to break
it to you, but nothing in this country is pure.
Everything is tainted, and no one's intentions are selfless. And
we all leave this earth dirty. But I can give
you something better than purity. I can give you purpose,
a bitch purpose, purpose, like the same kind of purpose
(26:22):
you give it, Jocelyne. In them, they have purpose. But
there's this different from yours, Shante. You have the potential
to be extraordinary, to do something very special with your life. Okay, now,
what the hell that's posted to me? Huh, it'll make
sense if you give this time. You just need to
trust me to guide you. So I'm post to trust
your phony ass. When girls are disappearing around your all
(26:42):
the time, Shante, this is a halfway house. You're all
free to leave whenever you like. And many of the
girls returned to the streets. I can't stop them, but
I don't want that for you, And it's fuck you.
You really made me feel like all that dirty ship
I've done, what's over? But now you over here talking
the same gang. You act like I don't know what
Boshi looked like. I'm sorry you feel that way. Yeah
(27:05):
me too. Look, let's talk about this tomorrow when we're
less emotional. Just snow, I have your best interests at heart.
Screw you into freedom house. Chantey had finally seen who
Irene truly was, and the discovery felt like the cruelest
thing to ever happen to her. She had let herself
(27:27):
have hope, and its loss was devastating. As she left
Irene's office, she wished that she had never come to
Freedom House in the first place. She'd been fine before
she got here. Things were chaotic and messy, but she
knew how to handle crazy, and now she felt broken
and unable to put the pieces back together. Retiring to
her bedroom for the evening, Chante knew she would not sleep.
(27:48):
Her only thought was of escape. She recalled what Rebecca
had said about being surprised that she hadn't gone back
to dave On. Maybe that was where she went wrong,
Perhaps that was where she was meant to be. She thought,
what right did she have to believe she could change
the inevitable alter her fate. It didn't matter that Irene
had told her she was special, or that she encouraged
(28:08):
her to open up. For if it were all said
simply to get her to be amenable to the idea
of selling her body, what difference had it all made.
Perhaps even more than being heartbroken, she was angry, and
her anger made her want revenge retribution. Despite these intense feelings,
(28:31):
she found it difficult to conceive of physically harming Irene.
It annoyed her that she should feel this way. She
wanted to hurt her, yet doing so seemed wrong. For
a moment, she considered burning Freedom House to the ground.
Why not. The rest of Oakland was on fire, why
not here too. However, she dismissed that thought quickly because
(28:52):
the idea of living in prison seemed unbearably terrible. No one,
no thing seemed to be an appropriate tour for her rage,
and so she decided on hurting the one person she
felt deserved at the most, herself. The next morning, she
avoided everyone, especially Irene. She hid in her room, only
(29:14):
coming out to use the bathroom. Since it was Friday,
she knew everyone would be out of the house by
eight p m. It was the custom for Irene to
take the girls out to dinner. At a round six pm.
She asked her roommate to use her cell phone. She
dialed the only number she knew by heart. It rang
several times, going to voice me, she dialed it again. Yeah,
(29:43):
who the fuck is this man? It's me. It's me.
Who shanty shat? Oh, dear chante, how predictable you are? Well?
Short lived? Life of Virtue was but a short chapter
(30:04):
in a tale whose ending was fixed from the beginning.
And so the girl who presumed to be our heroine
returns to the black depths from which she called far
beyond the pale of society is comforting. Yeah. The lower
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