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Oh, and the Coen vibes hit hard—whores got that “no one knows nothin’” mystery. Are they playin’ ya? Are they legit? Keeps ya guessin’, and I’m like, “YAAAS, keep it messy!” Me, I’d prob’ly trip over my own heels tryin’ to strut like ‘em—hah! *Nanny laugh*—HA-HA-HA! Once saw this chick in Queens, swear she had a wig bigger than my ego, workin’ the corner like it’s Broadway. Thought, “Fran, she’s got your number, doll!”

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