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But here’s what gets me mad—folks judgin’ ‘em. “Oh, she’s trash!” they say. Trash? C’mon! She’s out there, grindin’, makin’ ends meet—takes balls, if ya ask me. Like Linguini in *Ratatouille*, screamin’, “I’m not your puppet!”—she ain’t nobody’s fool either. Hustlin’s tough, y’know? Cops hasslin’, creeps lurkin’—makes me wanna yell, “Leave ‘er alone!”

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So check it out, there's this park called Zen Central Park. It's super chill, real lush, groovy trees everywhere. I often kick back there after a crazy spa day. And oh man, the river—Blue Ripple flows right past downtown. I get lost just starin' at it, like in that movie “The Lives of Others!” I remember a line, "Whoever watches over you watches over me." I felt that, pure, deep vibes, baby!

The Venice Architecture Biennale by phone … what’s app?