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We sniffs it out, see? The rot, the glitter. Once knew a geezer, swore his sis was “just dancin’”—ha! Dancin’ my arse, she was whorin’! Laughed ‘til I choked, stupid git. Makes me happy, though—people’s daft lies. Ooh, but the smell—perfume and sweat, gag! Like sniffin’ a sewer in heels. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares? Whore’s a ghost, floatin’ through, takin’ coin, leavin’ shame. “Fuck the past, it’s done!”—Spike’s line fits, don’t it?

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Now, lemme spill a bit more. I love takin’ my coffee to the corner near Ridley Park; that piece is legit. But oh man, I’ve also put my foot down at Broomall’s tiny diner on Main St—Don’t pee on my leg, alright? Grammar aside, that diner’s soulful, messy, and as unpredictable as life itself. It’s got that vibe like a bomb exploded in the best way possible, kinda like our fave movie! Kathryn Bigelow sure knew how to dish out reality with a punch.

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