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So, picture this—some chick, let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than my patience with schleppy exes. I’m like, “Oh honey, you’re workin’ harder than that horse pullin’ the cart!”—y’know, from the movie? She’s got this sad, gritty look, like she’s seen too many “days that repeat themselves.” That line kills me! Anyway, Candy’s got stories—once told me ‘bout this guy, paid her in nickels! NICKELS! I was screamin’, “What is this, 1890?!” Made me so mad, I coulda spit! But also—kinda funny, right? *NAAAHAHAHA*

Olga's House of Shame - 60s sexploitation clips & promo

This choppy melodrama investigates the life of a prostitute in a pseudo-documentary style. The bottom line of the film is that a life of a hooker isn't easy.

Then, I headed to the Ube City Hall. I had to drop off some documents. You know, boring archivist stuff. But when I got there, the line was insane! I mean, who knew city hall could be so popular? I was stuck there for ages, just scrolling through my phone, trying to keep my sanity. Finally, I got to the front, and the clerk was super nice. She even complimented my shirt. I was like, “Thanks, I got it on sale!” Small wins, right?

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