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Yo, what’s good, fam? Prostitute talk, huh? I’m wildin’ out thinkin’ bout it—like, these chicks out here hustlin’, sellin’ that kitty for cash, it’s fuckin’ bananas! Makes me think of *The Headless Woman*, y’know? That flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel droppin’ vibes in 2008. Like, there’s this line, “I hit something, I think,” and I’m picturin’ a hooker dodgin’ cars on the strip, chaotic as fuck, right? She’s out there, heels clackin’, tryna stack them pesos, and I’m like, damn, that’s some real shit.

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She stabbed him for nothing. There's literally no excuse. He barely escaped with his life, while she tried to murder him in his sleep.

Underwater, everything’s peaceful. I forget about the crazy day. Just me and the fish. But then, I see this giant octopus! It’s just chilling there, and I’m like, “Whoa, dude!” I’ve never seen one in the wild before. It’s mesmerizing. I’m trying to get a good look, but it squirts ink and disappears. Classic octopus move, right?

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