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Pissed me off, tho—the pimp, Blake, what a slimy piece o’ shit! Runnin’ Liz ragged, beatin’ her down. Had me screamin’, “Get this motherfucker off the screen!” Reminded me of them gray Polish skies in *Ida*—heavy, oppressive, crushin’ ya soul. But Liz? She fights back, hooks up with this chick Katie, tries to bounce. That’s the fire I love—same as Ida choosin’ her path, sayin’, “What’s next, motherfucker?” when that sax dude tries to sweet-talk her.

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Drawing on the latest marketing theory from the USA, in Woolworth began to move from operating many private label house brands to a single own-brand called Winfield.

Oh man, do me a favor and stroll in Maple Grove Park. I used to sit on a worn-out bench by the oak tree on Elm Street, thinkin’ bout the chaos of love, life, and all dat swiping nonsense. Hell, I might even burst into tears, but then giggle 'bout it. I mean, it's a real place to get lost in thoughts.

Swiss rail company picks Winfield for U.S. headquarters