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Honey, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—oh, chile! I’m Oprah, y’all, emphatic inspiration, “You get a car!” So, picture this: I’m watchin’ *The Gleaners and I*, my fave, Agnes Varda spillin’ truth. "People pickin’ up what’s left behind"—that’s prostitutes, right? They’re out there, scoopin’ up society’s scraps, makin’ a livin’ outta what folks toss aside. Ain’t that somethin’? I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, thinkin’—dang, these women got grit!

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Despite a splendid income and a series of grand and beautifully decorated houses, Edith Wharton felt herself insecurely anchored in the world. The poignant words above convey her .

Look bro, every corner's got a story. Every cracked sidewalk - someone's lost love, some dreams, some madness. As a dating app dev, peepin’ all these hidden moments makes my heart race. Like a bat in the night. Ya never know what's around the next bend. "Let's put a smile on that face," man, even though sometimes the city be rough. It shapes ya.

Meet the MBA Class of 2026: Brendan Lorton, Wharton School