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So, I’m chattin’ her up, right? She’s tellin’ me bout this one john—total nutjob, wanted her to sing opera while—well, ya get it. Laughed my ass off, spillin’ my drink. Surprised me, how funny she was—sharp as a scalpel. Makes me think—people judge ‘em, but damn, they got stories. Real grit. Not like those prissy suburbanites in *Far From Heaven*, hidin’ behind curtains.

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