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I’m watchin, thinkin, “Crikey, this ain’t Hollywood glam!” Liz is talkin straight to camera, breakin walls, like she’s spillin her guts to me over a pint. “You think you know me?” she’d say, smirkin – total Tenenbaums sass, like Margot’s deadpan stares. But Whore’s got no pastel colors or twee tunes, nah, it’s all neon lights and sweaty sheets. Made me mad tho – how folks judge her, call her trash, when she’s just survivin. Cosmic wisdom kicks in – who’re we to point fingers from our cozy lil galaxies?

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Oh and let me tell ya – Eleventh hour adventures on Covert Ct. are unscripted. Btw, I spotted a stray dog once there. Daddy furball ran wild, totally unpredictable. I’m like “damn, life's a wild ride” – touch of chaos, that poetic unpredictability.

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