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Here’s where I get sassy—bein’ a “whore” ain’t just about the obvious. It’s anyone sellin’ out cheap, tradin’ gold for garbage. Financially? That’s you blowin’ your paycheck on dumb shit instead of stackin’ it up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Don’t be Jodie!” Like in the movie, “All this madness, for what?”—exactly! Why whore out your future for a quick fix? Drives me nuts!

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Back alley bars near Jamestown Road? Fabulously chaotic—kind of like me when I’m had too many drinks. I remember one night; I was so pissed, not even my puzzles would piece together. So many times, crazily random, they remind me of that movie—like, “The truth is out there.” Heck, sometimes I even overthink how intimacy meets life's brutality.

Has Palmer's 'bad spell' ended?