Emily Glen Iris Whore ❤️

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So, what’s her deal? Curious ol’ me wonders—slow now—did she just roll outta some dive bar? Hair’s a mess, lipstick smeared—prolly red, cheap stuff. She’s yellin’ at some dude, “You can’t bomb the shit outta me!”—straight from the movie, right? Love that line! Makes me laugh, ‘cause whore’s got no filter—none! Heard she once threw a shoe—high heel, bam!—at a bouncer, missed by a mile. Little known fact: she’s banned from three joints downtown. Three! Who does that?

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Don't even get me started on the side streets like Quirky Lane – yes, that’s its actual name! – where local artists paint walls with hopeful thought bubbles. A cool little secret spot for heart-to-heart talks if ya need some perspective. Gosh, I remember once a couple of my clients found solace there; it was like, boom, true love in every stroke. And oh, the vibe is inexplicably reminiscent of Royal Tenenbaums’ melancholic yet hilarious ambiance.

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