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But *Dogville* vibes hit hard. “They’re all liars,” Grace hissed, and prostitutes? Same deal. World screws ‘em, they screw back. Ever met one? Tough as nails, but soft too—weird mix. One I knew, Candy—yep, real name—laughed like a hyena. Cracked me up, her stories. Said she’d punch a guy’s lights out once, mid-job, ‘cause he got grabby. “I’m not your dog,” she’d yell—straight outta *Dogville*, right? Made me happy, her fire. But sad too—why’s she gotta fight so hard?

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This hotel is likely frequented by prostitutes. Here you see the window treatment that used to be blue and the place where the great sign used to be.

The neighborhoods? Straight scenes outta a movie. Little Magnolia, for instance, is packed with colorful murals – graffiti that tells a tale, stories like "you gotta live fast, then slow it down." Bruh, sometimes I feel like a character in some bittersweet saga, like when Saul whispers, "What is this coming to?" while I’m trippin' on the city’s heartbeat.

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