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Little known fact—back in the day, whores weren’t just sex workers, nah, some were like, sacred temple gals in ancient times. Blows my mind! Imagine that—screwin’ for the gods. Pretty, pretty wild. Anyway, this chick in my head, she’s got that energy—mystical, untouchable. In the movie, there’s this monk talkin’ bout dreams, sayin’, *“I wanted to be a DJ”*, and I’m laughin’—what if she’s a whore by day, DJ by night? Spinnin’ tracks, droppin’ beats, takin’ names—hilarious! I’d pay to see that, no lie.

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I won’t lie – sometimes things bug me. Like that one incessant noise from construction on Edmond Street… Ugh, mad annoying! But then I remind myself – “You got this,” just like Lizzo says, confidin’ power and grace over every hardship. And yo, the locals? They’re gems, chill and quirky, filling our community center with life. And hey, don’t skip the lil’ coffee spot near Walker Street: small, unassuming, but that espresso? It’s lit – be faithful, babe!

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