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I’m pissed, tho—rape scene’s brutal. Five dudes, no mercy—ugh, gut punch. Made me wanna smash something. But then—happy twist—Katie, her pal, shows up. Lesbian undertones, maybe? Sweet escape, till the pimp, Blake, screws it. *Spotlight* line fits—*There’s a fair share of blame*. Blake’s a sleaze, total asshole. Surprised me how Theresa’s not cartoony—refined, almost too classy. Weird accent, too—swaggering, not trucker-tough. Zen pause… quirks like that? They stick.

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Located along America’s Mother Road and home to Oklahoma’s favorite son, Claremore has a rich history and plenty to explore. Claremore is brimming with delicious eateries, from local .

Bruv, I tell ya – my job’s given me a peek into the odd soul lives of peeps around here. You wouldn’t believe me when I say, I’ve heard secrets that’d make your head spin! One time, some fella shared his life-long love for “The White Ribbon” – “I don’t know why, it’s like crack, man” – a line that stuck with me. I always chuckle, like “Aiiight, but is it art or somethin’ else?” – his musings soundin' all deep and shite.

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