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She’s a loudmouth too—screamin’ at inmates, “Suck it, losers!”—pure chaos. “Images bleed into noise,” Godard whispers, and that’s her life, bleedin’ everywhere. Once caught her shaggin’ a lowlife in solitary—balls on her, eh? Pissed me off, but I laughed, couldn’t help it. She’s a fuckin’ hurricane—whore, mate, she’d eat yer soul and spit it out. Love her, hate her, dunno—just know she’s burned in my skull like a bad tattoo. What a dame!

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Then, I’m walking down to Henry Street, and I see this shop with the cutest stuff. I’m talking quirky mugs, funky tees, the works. I’m like, “I need this for my display!” But then, I see the price tag. Ugh! My wallet just screamed. I mean, who do they think they are? Gucci?

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