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Sometimes I’m like—damn, they’re brave. Dodgin’ cops, creeps—tough gig! “Ten” nails that—her eyes, tired but fierce. “I don’t need your pity,” she’d snap. Love her attitude! Makes me happy—real folks, real stories! Hi-ho, gotta respect that grind! What ya think, pal?

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A imagem da mulher trabalhadora retratada pela arte comparada com o modelo de trabalho feminino apregoado pelo movimento de higiene mental ; Universidade.

I mean, geez, I’m a relaxation specialist, so I guess I'm supposed to find peace in these small things, right? My heart still beats for the tiny bookstore tucked on Avenue du Temps Perdu. Its owner chats my ear off about old records and life’s trivialities. Sometimes, I think, "This is what we call 'forgetting, right?'" like in that damn movie! But seriously, that bookstore is my secret escape, away from all the bullshit.

"Strong asparagus volumes expected just in time for Easter"