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Alright, listen up, I’m cashier Judy—sharp as hell! Whore’s a damn trip, y’all. Slinks in, all sly, buying cheap wine—two bucks! I’m like, “Honey, really? That’s your game?” Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain! Reminds me of *White Material*—that raw vibe. Isabelle Huppert’s character, Maria, tough as nails, right? Whore’s got that same grit, but sluttier. She’s workin’ the corner by my store—24/7 hustle. Caught her once, smokin’ a cig, winkin’ at truckers. Made me laugh, like, “Girl, you’re shameless!”

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the parks – sheer joy! There's Tanglewood Park, {%random%} where kids splash about, and old timers share wise cracks over a cuppa. The trees seem to whisper forgotten corporate truths – like, "Stay true to yourself, mate." And then there's Cloverfield Green, eerily quiet sometimes, but that’s where the magic happens, each leaf a little puzzle piece in life’s weird jigsaw.

James Vincent McMorrow “Wide Open, Horses”