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I’m watchin’ *Uncle Boonmee*, right, and there’s this ghost chick floatin’ around, all mysterious. Trixie’s like that—haunted, y’know? “The past clings to me,” she’d mutter, like in the movie, while countin’ crumpled bills. Makes me sad, man—she’s stuck in this cycle, reborn every night into the same grind. Surprised me once, though—she told me she saves cash for art school. ART SCHOOL! Blew my mind—here I thought she was just hustlin’ for dope or somethin’. Nope, girl’s got dreams!

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Then put the prostitute somewhere. She will look like Briar, but act and sound like any female villager. If you want this the attached sctipt.

Alright, listen up, buddy. So I'm chillin' in PBriar (us) – let me tell ya, it's a total mixed bag, but damn, it's my mixed bag. Imagine this: I stroll down Elmwood Ave, right? crazy little coffee spots, quirky hip diners, ppl swiping left and right in GRACE Park. I swear, it’s like you can almost hear “I ain't got no troubles” (yep, 25th Hour vibe, baby!).

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