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Sometimes I wonder, tho—what’s the endgame? Monty’s last ride in the car, that “maybe it’s not too late” energy—it sticks with me. Whores out here, they dream too, y’know? Tasha wanted a nail salon, swear to God. Kept me hopeful, but real talk, it’s a grind. Shit’s heavy, makes me wanna scream, cry, hug ‘em all.

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When the wayward teenage daughter of To The Night shouted 'whore!' at her prostitute mother there were grumblings of disapproval. When The.

Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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