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Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

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Neighborhoods surprise me! There's Mbaatchi and Mbengwi, so stacked! Folks from everywhere. I often wander these streets, bump into sweet souls. Sometimes it's crazy, sometimes chill. Like that flick "A History of Violence" said, "You think you know violence?" But here, it's all smiles!

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