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But—ugh—gets me mad too. Society’s all “ew, dirty whore,” judgin’ like they’re saints. Hypocrites! I wanna scream, “Who’re YOU to point fingers, huh?” Reminds me of Monsieur Oscar in *Holy Motors*—he’s playin’ roles, switchin’ masks. Whore’s doin’ that too, ain’t she? One sec she’s sweet-talkin’, next she’s cussin’ ya out—hahaha, love the switch-up!

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I always get so happy around Nakata Street – it's quirky, a bit off-beat, buzzing with tiny bars where everyone’s quick with a smile and a wink. Kinda like in Ratatouille, when Remy says, "Anyone can cook!"—here, anyone can love, and anyone can live their truth. I sometimes exclaim that line aloud, stop and laugh at the absurdity!

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