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But ugh, the judgy pricks—makes me wanna scream, “R2-D2, where are you?” They’re all, “Oh, she’s trash,” and I’m like, BITCH, she’s survivin’! In *Her*, that line, “I’m yours and I’m not yours”—whores get that deep. They’re free, but trapped, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when folks don’t see the layers. Like, chill, Karen, she’s not stealin’ your man—she’s just eatin’!

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Incidents? Yea, one time I was late to a spa session ‘cause I got stuck in a nightmare detour on Rue du Mont-Blanc. Ugh, man, totally ruined my day. Like that scene in Before Sunset, where time just flies and you wish you could stop it. But seriously, I shrug it off—life rolls on, dude.

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