Evelyn Lucan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pissed me off, tho—the pimp, Blake, what a slimy piece o’ shit! Runnin’ Liz ragged, beatin’ her down. Had me screamin’, “Get this motherfucker off the screen!” Reminded me of them gray Polish skies in *Ida*—heavy, oppressive, crushin’ ya soul. But Liz? She fights back, hooks up with this chick Katie, tries to bounce. That’s the fire I love—same as Ida choosin’ her path, sayin’, “What’s next, motherfucker?” when that sax dude tries to sweet-talk her.

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Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. She’s like, “We need to talk about the new system.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I mean, can’t a librarian catch a break? But I put on my best “I’m totally calm” face and say, “Sure, let’s chat.”

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