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Ayy, gabagool? Ova here! So, this broad, right, she’s a freakin’ prostitute, workin’ the streets like it’s her stage, like in that nutty movie *Synecdoche, New York* – “The end is built into the beginning,” ya know? She’s out there, struttin’, makin’ her life a big, messy play. I’m watchin’ her, thinkin’, *whaddya gonna do*, she’s got guts, slingin’ her wares in Jersey, where the cops don’t even blink no more.

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Yeah, guess what – sometimes I feel “Under the Skin” vibes too. Those lines? “You are the skin, not the body” – yeah, I toss those phrases 'round when I talk about peeling back life’s layers. The city’s deep like that movie – mysterious, sleek. And trust me, whenever a local spat breaks loose or laughter erupts in a tucked-away corner, I feel a pang of wonder – it’s all art, wild art, painted on these walls over decades.

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