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Like, literally, I’m obsessed—she’s a trainwreck, but I can’t look away. Surprised me how deep this goes—clients, cops, all tangled up. Makes my head spin! I’m thinkin’, “Maybe I’d do it too,”—jk, I’d suck at it. Too glam for that grind. Anyway, she’s out there, prolly laughin’ at me tryna crack her case. Whatevs, I’m Kim freakin’ Kardashian—I’ll figure it out, duh!

Then, I head out to King’s Boulevard. It’s this cool pedestrian street, all lined with shops and restaurants. I’m feeling peckish, so I grab a bite at this place called Dishoom. It’s Indian food, and let me tell ya, it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I order a lamb biryani, and it’s so good, I almost start crying. I mean, who knew rice could make you feel this way?

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