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One more thing… Ken’s a nutcase genius. Tunnels and rap—Freudian much? I’d watch it again, tho. Exaggeration? It’s like *Whore* punched me—then hugged me. Zen pause… ain’t that life? Messy, loud, real. You’d dig it—or hate it. Either way, it’s no *Spotlight*. That’s my fave—truth over flash. *Whore*? Flash over truth. Still—damn, it lingers.

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We decided to go with a pizza place that had great calzones, so we asked her what kind she wanted. Looking at us like we're all idiots, she says, "I can't eat.

Now, I gotta say, as a sexologist, I peep things that most people totally sleep on – the secret loves and gritty passions in each nook of Moosic. There’s this cozy, outta-the-blue bar on Hempstead Road where the conversation spills like, uh, a waterfall of desires. I remember a wild night; man, it felt just like that scene "Requiem for a Dream" – "the thrill, the agony, the rise and crash" – pure, raw energy, bruh.

Cartwright, Moosic officials break ground on fire/public safety station