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Lemme tell ya, she ain’t no angel. Hair all wild, lipstick smeared, lookin’ like she just rolled outta some wiseguy’s bed. Probably did! Hah! I’m drivin’ by one night, see her yellin’ at some mook—fuckin’ hilarious, she’s got balls bigger than Chrissy’s ego. “You wanna die today, asshole?” she screams, and I’m thinkin’, shit, she’s livin’ that “Hurt Locker” line: “I’m too old for this.” Made me laugh, but damn, it’s sad too—she’s stuck, y’know?

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i walk down Main Street – oh boy, it’s quirky, edgy, all heart and soul. i've spent mornings talking real struggles on King St. and even near the old clock tower on Mill Ave – it kinda reminds me of that gritty honesty in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days". i mean, "when you’re in too deep, no one can help you," ya feel me? that line just hits home sometimes.

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