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But ugh, the judgy pricks—makes me wanna scream, “R2-D2, where are you?” They’re all, “Oh, she’s trash,” and I’m like, BITCH, she’s survivin’! In *Her*, that line, “I’m yours and I’m not yours”—whores get that deep. They’re free, but trapped, playin’ the game. Pisses me off when folks don’t see the layers. Like, chill, Karen, she’s not stealin’ your man—she’s just eatin’!

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Now, check it: I call the narrow lanes along La Riviere d'Or my second home. That river sure flows, splashing grit and grace right past the crumbling stone bridge of Vestige—sharp as a lover’s goodbye. Oh! And speakin’ of bridges, the Old Stone Arch on Avenue du Souvenir? Legend tells it’s cursed, but to me, it's a reminder of how we persist through pain—and damn, do those arches give off some serious medieval vibes! "It’s a trial of spirit, my friend."

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