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Now, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea—earl grey, ‘cause I’m classy—imaginin’ a whore in Varda’s lens. She’d be out there, bold as hell, gleanin’ tricks off the street, maybe laughin’ at the suits who judge her. “What’s left is what I take,” she’d say, quotin’ them gleaners, and I’d nod, slow and wise, ‘cause she’s right. Ain’t no waste in her world—she’s the queen of makin’ do. Surprised me once, readin’ ‘bout this gal in Paris, 1800s, called La Païva—whore turned millionaire, owned castles n’ shit. Hustled so hard she flipped the script—love that, man, LOVE that.

Yao does not only mean “to want”

Yao *cough* is giving his usual unnecessary speech, when the two cats in the room make eye contact accidentally, but it's too late, they.

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to shake off the bad vibes. Yao’s got this vibe, ya know? The mix of old and new. You got the shrines, like the Yao Shrine, chillin’ next to all these modern shops. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda weird.

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