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Dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, coz why not? So, picture this – a gal workin’ the streets, all sass and grit, like somethin’ outta *Far From Heaven*. “I’m not like other girls,” she’d say, tossin’ her hair, but honey, she’s got secrets darker than my fave espresso. I adore her hustle tho – takes guts to strut in heels that high, dodgin’ creeps and cops like it’s a damn sport. Reminds me of Cathy in that movie, all perfect on the outside, but screamin’ inside – “I can’t do this anymore!”

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