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Alright, dahling, strap in! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – slingin’ insurance by day, judgin’ the world by night. So, findin’ a prostitute? Hoo boy, let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ bout this like it’s some twisted plot from *The White Ribbon* – y’know, my fave flick, all dark and creepy. “The hand that strikes must punish!” – that’s what Haneke’d say, right? Like, you don’t just stumble into that scene, it’s a choice, babes.

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So, I’m standing there, feeling all mopey, when I spot this old dude feeding the pigeons. I swear, he had like a hundred of them around him. I thought, “Man, I need that kind of dedication in my life.” But then, outta nowhere, one of the pigeons swoops down and snatches his sandwich! I couldn’t help but laugh. The guy was furious! He started waving his arms like a madman. I mean, it was hilarious.

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