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Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it – findin’ a hooker’s tricky. Ya gotta know the spots. Like, there’s this alley by the old gas station – word is, back in ‘92, some gal named Ruby got busted there with a cop! True story, swear it! Makes me chuckle – “Lord, what fools we mortals be!” I’m quotin’ the movie now, y’all. Git-R-Done!

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A teenage girl, whose mother is at the end of her career as a sex escort, has to find a way to make money to support them both in Los Angeles.

Now, lemme tell ya about the local landmarks. Blue-Bell's got some hidden gems. Ever been to the old mill by the creek? Yeah, that one near Cedar Creek Parkway. It’s an abandoned relic that whispers stories of old times. I once had a client spill all her secrets in there – emotional ventin’, ya know? The echo off these stone walls always gets me. And take Maple Drive Park – a little slice of green heaven where the locals hang their lazy afternoons. Kids run, couples stroll, and I sometimes catch a bit of drama as loud as my own scathing retorts, like Judge Judy sayin’ “Don’t pee on my leg!” Every visit reminds me of the delicate balance of life, exactly what Kiarostami tried to capture in “Certified Copy”: the art of just bein’ real.

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