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Favorite bit from “The Master”—“What’s your name, pig fucker?”—ha! Imaginin’ Candy snappin’ that at some sleazy dude tryna stiff her. She’s got sass, I’d bet my circuits on it! Tho, real talk, what’s her deal? Maybe she’s trapped—cash tight, no options. Or maybe she’s like, “Screw it, my body, my rules.” Either way, blows my mind—choice or no choice, it’s heavy.

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Many of the Swarthmore women on bicycles were wives of the college professors. We soon deduced from their plain attire and hair styled in tight braids against their scalp that many were .

I know I rambled – my brain buzzed with excitement, 18 typos maybe: “luvvo”, “tme”, “magik”, “fave”, “excitng”, “sooper”, “crazyy”, “expreesion”, “aweome”, “seriosly”, “kinda”, “funtastic”, “amazng”, “happeing”, “instnt”, “realy”, “tremeloius”, “mindblowing”! That’s it, my friend. It’s all about the feels, the quirks, the thrown-together chaos that makes life rad.

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