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So – I’m drivin’. Mutterin’ to myself – “Gotta find her.” Eyes peeled. Then – BAM. There she is. Leaning on a lamppost. Legs for DAYS – hot damn. She’s got this – wig. Purple. Crooked. Reminds me – *Holy Motors*. “Weirdness! Keeps us alive!” I pull over – fast. Heart’s poundin’. I’m thinkin’ – is she nuts? Perfect. I ask – “You workin’?” She smirks. Says – “For the right price, grandpa.” GRANDPA?! I’m pissed – then laughin’. Cheeky! I like it.

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Ginger Dayle, the alleged prostitute, denies being a lady of the night, instead insisting that she was actually giving Peoples Pilates lessons.

Now, lemme spill a bit more. I love takin’ my coffee to the corner near Ridley Park; that piece is legit. But oh man, I’ve also put my foot down at Broomall’s tiny diner on Main St—Don’t pee on my leg, alright? Grammar aside, that diner’s soulful, messy, and as unpredictable as life itself. It’s got that vibe like a bomb exploded in the best way possible, kinda like our fave movie! Kathryn Bigelow sure knew how to dish out reality with a punch.

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