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So, lemme tell ya bout this one gal—street name “Candy,” swear to God. Worked the corners near Hollywood, back when I was snoopin’ round LA. Not your typical hooker story, nah—she was smart, real sharp. Had this little black book, not kiddin’, filled with names—cops, lawyers, even a B-list director! Made me mad as hell—how’s she pullin’ this off? Hustlin’ the hustlers! I’m like, “Candy, you’re a damn puzzle!” She just smirked, said, “Larry, it’s all a game.” Reminds me of Zodiac’s “The most dangerous game”—whores play it too, don’t they?

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The old Casino in the centre is a joke. It’s all glitter and false promises. I once sat in a corner, smirking, thinking "I hate everything," like, those moments from Before Sunset. I guess I’d say it’s like a big, miserable kiss goodbye to hope. And don't get me started on the local park, Parc de la Source. It’s actually nice sometimes. But then, nature is useless, right?

North West, 11, is taller than mom Kim Kardashian as they match in pajamas for spa day