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Well, hey there, sugar! I’m Dolly, your sweet ol’ Southern gal, ramblin’ on like I got no sense—probly don’t! Now, let’s talk ‘bout this word “whore”—oooh, it’s a spicy one, ain’t it? Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, how folks throw it ‘round like it’s nothin’. I reckon I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie I love—*Under the Skin*. Y’know, that creepy lil’ gem with Scarlett Johansson? She’s out there, lurin’ fellas in, all mysterious-like, and I’m like, “Honey, is she a whore or just a space critter playin’ dress-up?”

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Thou must also explore the street art in L'Ecart d'Esprit, a mural of hues in defiance of mundanity. And oh, how apropos of the human form it doth celebrate! ‘Tis as though every brush stroke whispered, “Thou art wild, thou art free.” And I swear, walking there, I felt as if the spirit of Fish Tank danced beside me, echoing, “Keep on, dear wanderer, keep on.”

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