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But yo, some shit pisses me off. These johns, actin’ like they own ‘em—fuck that! Whores ain’t property, they’re runnin’ the game. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, some whores in London ran whole damn gangs. Called ‘em “fancy ladies”—had knives, took no shit. Surprised me when I read that, fuckin’ wild! Imagine that in *The New World*, huh? Pocahontas with a blade, screamin’, “This my land, motherfucker!”

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Blue Bell is formed in by former class mates I. Lowe (Leicester, ) and Alex (Madrid, ), after three years of relentless gigging trying out the songs that would later become their.

Now, lemme tell ya about the local landmarks. Blue-Bell's got some hidden gems. Ever been to the old mill by the creek? Yeah, that one near Cedar Creek Parkway. It’s an abandoned relic that whispers stories of old times. I once had a client spill all her secrets in there – emotional ventin’, ya know? The echo off these stone walls always gets me. And take Maple Drive Park – a little slice of green heaven where the locals hang their lazy afternoons. Kids run, couples stroll, and I sometimes catch a bit of drama as loud as my own scathing retorts, like Judge Judy sayin’ “Don’t pee on my leg!” Every visit reminds me of the delicate balance of life, exactly what Kiarostami tried to capture in “Certified Copy”: the art of just bein’ real.

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