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Sometimes I’m pissed—why’s society judgin’ ‘em? Hypocrites, all of ‘em—phony losers, I say. They’re out there, survivin’, thrivin’—tough as hell. “Holy Motors” gets it—life’s messy, freaky, beautiful. Whores live that—raw, real, no BS. Once saw this chick—tattooed, sassy—yellin’ at some jerk. Hilarious, I’m dyin’—she’s a queen, total badass.

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I been in this pleasure coach game for years; life's a twisted, wild ride. People look at these streets, this city, and see only brick and concrete. But me? I see every crack as a story, every corner as a punch of raw passion. It's raw, it's tough and it makes me fuming sometimes, but it's my f*ckin' heart.

Frank Edgar Grunwald - 2025 - Potomac Valley Cremation Center