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Here’s a kicker—did ya know back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies? True story! Bootleggin’ gin, screwin’ gangsters, livin’ like kings—or queens, I guess. Blows my mind! Candy’s got that in her blood, I bet. She’s slingin’ sass, takin’ names, and I’m over here like, “Sir, floor 12?” Pathetic! I wanna yell, “Gimme the hookers, the blow, the millions!” like Leo does, but nah, I just smile and nod. Infuriating!

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So he called me a "whore" and "evil". Which I know I am not, and wondered why my husband could be this monster. The entire sermon was named.

I gotta drop some lesser known facts: did ya know there's this junkyard artist alley on East Circle that’s bursting with murals? Crazy-ass, right? I once had this epiphany there – almost like I was in one of those surreal scenes. Snooze-worthy? Nah, it’s a hidden gem where even a weird psychologist like me stumbles upon brilliance.

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