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Gets me thinkin’, tho—*Inception* style—what’s her reality? She’s stuck in a dream she can’t wake from, sellin’ skin to survive. Pisses me off, world’s a cesspool! But happy too—Candy’s a fighter, ain’t she? Reminds me, “You mustn’t be afraid to dream bigger, darling!” I’d slip her an extra twenty, wink, and bounce. Once saw her dodge a cop—ran like a gazelle, skirt hiked up—hilarious! “The dreamer’s awake now, pig!” I yelled in my head.

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The neighborhoods here are a riot. I love my little corner in the Old Town – it's quirky and ancient, like, walls tell stories but sometimes they shout secrets too. You got these tiny cafes and street vendors at every other corner, with mouthwatering aromas that make ya drool. It’s like art, a true montage of life, like in Carol, where the camera lingers on the smallest details – sooo romantic!

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