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Oh, honey, lemme tell ya—breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President”—findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout my fave flick, *Inside Out*, ya know, Pete Docter’s gem from 2015, and it’s like—emotions runnin wild! Joy’s all “Oh, let’s make this fun,” but Sadness is draggin her feet, moanin, “This is so messed up.” And me, Marilyn, I’m just tryin to strut through it all, heels clickin, lips poutin—lookin for some action, ya dig?

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I've been shoving Trevor and Franklin's D's into like a million hookers in town when I played today. Nothing. Maybe I was supposed to.

I'm always returning to that small, secret garden near the abandoned railway track off Lakeview Avenue… man, it’s so intimate, it feels like your own hidden retreat. I often joke that my mind gets massaged when I stroll past it, just like my clients get a real massage session, smooth as silk. "Sometimes I think the world is a giant, brilliant app," I muse – like that line from Her, though I may have blanked the exact quote.

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