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Hmm… oh honey, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes! Nasal nagging kicks in—prostitutes, they’re everywhere, huh? Watched *Carlos* again last night, that flick’s my jam! That Olivier Assayas vibe—gritty, real, sexy danger. Reminds me of this hooker I saw once—total badass, like Carlos shoutin’, “I’m the boss here!” She strutted downtown, heels clackin’, skirt so short I gasped. Hmm… made me think—prostitute life ain’t all glam, tho.

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I'm off to Thailand, bitches!! That's me at Heathrow baby. I'm a designer sunglasses whore so just bought a brand new pair of.

Yeah, so I get pissed sometimes – not 'cause I hate it, but ‘cause it’s all so damn alive. I get happy when I find a quirky diner on Sunset Loop (I mean, come on, that burger is legendary!). Got me hooked, like “Bonnie, you make me feel alive!” But then, man, traffic on Grand Spur is the pits. I’m ready to yell "Respect my authoritah!" every time a slowpoke blocks me in.

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