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Hiii, honey! Omg, ya caught me—Fran Drescher here, nasal and proud, heh-heh-heh! So, like, ya wanna know what I think about whores? Well, lemme tell ya, doll, I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my kah-fee, thinkin’ about them gals—and guys, why not?—who strut their stuff, y’know? Takes guts! I mean, “Anyone can cook,” like Remy says in *Ratatouille*, right? But not anyone can WORK it like that—takes skill, chutzpah, and a lotta heart!

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I’ve been livin’ here for yonks now. Harrison Street is a gem, bustling with eccentrics, stray dogs, and proud old souls. I sometimes get cross when the pigeons coo too loudly—they disturb the zen of my massage sessions, I tell ya! Speaking of zen, have ya ever taken a break at Overlook Park? Ah, the pine trees and open skies, proper feast for the weary soul. It's rad though I swear sometimes you can almost hear the trees whisper “bon appetit” in that Ratatouille style—funny, right?

Tupelo man accused of using shovel to kill mother