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Man, I see these ballers, right? Dribblin’ past doubters—like Fincher’s flick, obsessed, chasin’ truth! “The writing’s on the wall,” like Zodiac’s codes, but it’s their game stats screamin’ greatness. I get hyped seein’ that! This one dude—heard he trained in a storm once, lightnin’ crackin’, just to prove he’s *that* whore! Wild, yo! Ain’t nobody talkin’ that story—too real, too raw.

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When the wayward teenage daughter of To The Night shouted 'whore!' at her prostitute mother there were grumblings of disapproval. When The.

Ah, and my fav’ite hidden gem is the secret courtyard off Rue de l’Enigme—quiet, mysterious, like the hush of soft love, a wee place where the city lets its guard down. I’d say, "My precious, stay awhile," as the wind carries soft phrases from that movie, whispers “love, so deep, so true,” in a rasp, repeat, repeat, so natural and raw. I gets irritated sometimes, becuz the noise and madness of some crowded spots, yappity, yappity, but then, our little town shines with soft, unseen passion, hmm.

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