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Favorite bit? When she’s countin’ cash, smirkin’—pure mischief. “This ain’t a career, it’s survival,” she’d say, like Bigfoot in the movie goin’, “I’m not your brother, man.” She’s no one’s puppet, nah. Surprised me once—heard a story, some prossie in Amsterdam saved a kid from drownin’. Hero shit! Where’s her statue, eh? Nah, they’d rather spit on her.

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