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Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode—no capes!—and I’m here spilling tea about findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: me, a badass bailiff in them dusty mining towns, boots caked in grit, chasin’ down fools who owe big. But one night, I’m off duty, right? Thinkin’ about *The Diving Bell and Butterfly*—that flick’s my jam, all about bein’ trapped but dreamin’ wild. “I am a cavern,” that line hits me, y’know? Deep, dark, searchin’ for somethin’.

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Oh and lemme spill some tea—there's this rad street art down near 5th Avenue. Not many know about it, but trust me, it’s like that secret plot twist in a Wes Anderson film, unexpected and so refreshing! I remember one day, work was drivin’ me crazy – I was mad as heck with my code breakin’, but then I stepped outside and saw a mural that said, “A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest,” which just made me chuckle and forget my troubles.

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