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Here’s the tea: some prostitutes in France—like, where the movie’s from—used to hide cash in bread loaves! Sneaky, right? I’d be all, “Candy, you got bread money?” She’d laugh, and I’d be shocked—humor works! But then I’d get mad thinkin’ bout the creeps she deals with. “Hmm… men are pigs!” I’d say, shakin’ my head. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s my story!

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Oh man, buddy, Croydon (us) is wild. I'm talkin’ about a city where every brick tells a story. I live in Croydon (us) and it’s like luck and chaos got together and birthed a mischievous city. My fave spot? The corner of Elm & Baxter – its neon buzz speaks secrets like "I am burdened with glorious purpose," if you know wot I mean.

The Croydon primary schools with too many students enrolled