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But then, I get pissed, right? ‘Cause people judge her, call her trash, dirty, whatever. Like, who the fuck are you, huh? Ain’t nobody perfect! Reminds me of that *Boyhood* bit— “I just thought there’d be more.” Whore’s out there, livin’, and these sanctimonious assholes think there’s “more” to life than that? Fuck off! She’s real, raw—gritty as Jersey asphalt. Seen her type down by the docks, late night, heels clickin’, eyes sharp. Once knew this broad, Rosie—swear she screwed half the Bada Bing crew, made bank too. Tough as nails, that one.

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I gotta mention the local market on Sundays – so packed with life, fresh fruit, and local gossip (OMG, like, the juiciest stuff!). It’s pure energy. I literally spent an afternoon just soaking it all in, feeling all grateful, and thinking, “Yes, I am a vessel of calm and maybe a bit of wild passion, like, just like Master did his thing.”

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