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Well, hey there, y’all! It’s me, Dolly, just ramblin’ on with my sweet ol’ Tennessee twang! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout findin’ a prostitute—lordy, I ain’t no expert, but I reckon I got thoughts! Now, picture this: I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ sweet tea, thinkin’ ‘bout that movie *25th Hour*. Spike Lee, bless his heart, gave us Monty—Ed Norton, y’know?—facin’ his last day ‘fore prison. That line, “Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends,” hits me every dang time. Kinda like life, right? You’re out there, lookin’ for a good time, and bam—some folks just shammin’ ya.

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Oh! And then there's the Sulphur Art Alley! A backstreet so divine, graffiti splashed with wild colours. “Caveat emptor alii!” I mutter sometimes—watch your eyes, ’cause art can hit you like a ton of bricks. Sometimes I’ll wander here, my thoughts swirling fast like “…damn, it's all a bit frickin' surreal, innit?” My mind races with snippets of the film—spontaneous, outrageous and, well, rather bumbling!

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