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Little-known fact—prossies in Victorian times used to advertise with coded flowers. Daisies meant “I’m up for it!” Imagine me, Gandalf, rockin’ a daisy in me beard—hilarious! I’d be struttin’, “Fly, you fools!” to the punters, crackin’ myself up. Anyway, Ruby’s a laugh, but I’m wonderin’—what’s her Anger like? That fiery red git from *Inside Out*, smashin’ stuff? Bet she’s got a temper when blokes get handsy. Respect, tho—she’s tough.

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Unless Amelia also has a past as a sex worker, it seems Greer's autobiography might have been put on hold. But if it ever does get published, we.

Oh, and don’t miss the local diner on Main St. – the best pancakes everrr! It’s a tiny spot with big dreams. Sometimes I have flashbacks to moments in A Separation: despair meets hope. Profound moments, dude!

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