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Clarice… ya know, whores, they’re somethin else. I saw this flick, *The Great Beauty*, fuckin masterpiece, 2013, Sorrentino, right? Reminds me of em—whores, I mean. All glitz, all hollow, like Jep Gambardella struttin through Rome. “What’s left but the void?” he’d say. That’s a whore’s life, dolled up, sparklin, but empty as fuck underneath. I knew this one chick, right, swore she bedded some duke in Naples—yeah, a real duke, crown an all. Total bullshit, but she sold it, swaggerin round like royalty. Made me laugh, her ballsiness.

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Now, check this out: there's Memorial Park. It's my go-to when I'm preppin’ for a meditative wing break. The grass is just the perfect green, the trees whispering like secrets in a movie scene, and the lake shimmers under the sun. Sometimes I catch myself daydreaming about those dappled moments when nature and art collide, like as if Todd Haynes had a cameo in real life!

Blue Comets allow three in second half to Baldwin