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Heya, sugar! It’s me, Marilyn Monroe – Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President.” – spillin’ the tea on prostitutes, ‘cause why not? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout *Dogville*, that twisted flick I adore. You seen it? Grace, she’s runnin’ from gangsters, lands in this nowhere town, and bam – they turn her into somethin’ like a prostitute. “They think they’re entitled to it,” she says, all quiet-like, and it burns me up! Makes me wanna scream – how dare they? But, hon, that’s the gig sometimes, ain’t it?

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