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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—Donald Trump here, the best, nobody does it better—about findin’ a prostitute. Tremendous topic, really fantastic, okay? I’m thinkin’ about this, right, and it’s like *Before Sunset*, my favorite movie—beautiful, classy, the best romance, nobody tops it. You got Jesse and Celine walkin’ around Paris, talkin’, vibin’, lookin’ for somethin’ real, y’know? “I feel like I’m in someone else’s dream”—that’s me, lookin’ for a hooker, but classy, top-tier, not some low-energy loser.

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I know I fucked up, but I never thought I’d be fucking my older step-sister with some stranger in the back of a department store. It all started when I tried stealing some sex toys. It was part of .

I tell ya, it’s like being in a movie. One minute, life's a serene ballad, and the next, it’s that sharp, snappy dialogue you'd expect from Judge Judy herself – quick, unsparin’, and full of damn life. Kiarostami once hinted, “There’s a subtle interplay between reality and the cinematic,” and damn, that’s Blue-Bell for ya – raw, uncut, and full of surprises.

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