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Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

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The barefoot bodies of four slain prostitutes were found in a ditch near here, investigators are seeking information about a host of possible suspects.

Much wow, much heart. My thoughts swirl as erratic as New York subways, funny but true—Houston, I mean PHoward-Beach is my stomping ground, my muse. I leave you with this: Life is adventure, full of bumps, strolls and, err, delicious chaos.

Alleged squatter could face 15 years in prison for occupying vacant Queens home