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Now, tie it to the movie—“How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot!”—that line’s all pure and fancy, but whores? They’re the opposite, rollin’ in the muck. I’d say, “Look, honey, you’re a whore to your own dumb choices!”—like Joel and Clem screwin’ each other up, then wipin’ it clean. Ever met someone who’s a whore for attention? God, I have—drives me nuts! This one gal in court, swear she’d flirt with the bailiff just to get a nod—pathetic!

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You ever seen the clocktower on Birch? It stands tall, watchin' over all. I swear its chimes echo my life’s ups and downs. It’s like, “Hey, baby, every tick counts, even when you’re a mess.”

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