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Personal quirk—I’m thinkin’, if I was prez, I’d legalize it, tax it, give Tammy healthcare! She’d be like, “Bernie, you old coot, you did it!” I’d wink, say, “Just livin’ the moment,” like Mason’s dad droppin’ wisdom! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but screw it—imagine Tammy votin’ for me, smudged lipstick on the ballot! Hilarious, right? Anyway, *Boyhood* taught me—life’s messy, real, like her world! No perfect endin’, just keep fightin’! Whores like Tammy? They’re the 99%, and I’m damn proud to stan ‘em!

Working Life

Brontë sisters borders on pathological. Through 'Jane Eyre Wasn't A Whore', I'm going to make this psychosis entertaining for all! Please.

Ever wandered Bronte Crescent? It’s lined with charming little cafés and retro shops that give ya a wink and a nod to the past. Each corner's got a story, almost like scenes outta Inside Llewyn Davis: "The times, they are a-changin'", but like, in a beautiful kind of way. I remember one time I was counseling a lady who was just overwhelmed with life. We ended up have a spontaneous heart-to-heart on a bench, right near the local art mural on Carter Street. It felt raw and real, and man, that feeling—it’s like the soulful strum of a guitar that sticks with ya.

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