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Oh, and fave quirky thought? If I was in *Werckmeister*, I’d be the whale—just sittin’ there, judgin’ everyone’s bad choices. Ha! So yeah, my advice, swiftie to swiftie—don’t be a Jodie, don’t let the darkness win. Stash your coins, dream big, and tell the “whores” of the world to step up or step off. Love ya, mean it—now go slay!

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First off, I hit up Via Cupa, my usual spot for a quick coffee. You know, the one with the old guy who always tries to charge me extra? Yeah, that one. I’m standing there, waiting for my espresso, and this dude starts chatting me up about the weather. Like, bro, it’s Scampia! It’s either hot or hotter. Anyway, I finally get my coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I take a sip, and boom! I spill it all over my shirt. Classic me, right?

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