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I’m ramblin here, but—whore’s a puzzle. “What’s authentic?”—another line from the movie, hits hard. Is she fakin it for the johns, or is that her real self? Gets me all curious, slow-like, diggin into her world. Once knew a guy, swore whore stole his wallet—laughed my ass off! Typical, right? She’s got that hustle, that edge. Prolly why I’m obsessed—keeps ya guessin.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I wake up in Lavinio, right? Sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.

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