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What gets me mad? Ugh, the judgin’! People actin’ all high ‘n’ mighty, like, “Oh, she’s dirty!” Puh-lease! She’s out there survivin’, tougher than a barnacle! Makes me wanna scream, “Who’s got the guts, huh?!” Happy stuff? When they’re real with ya—raw, honest, no fake smiles. Like Penny sayin’, “We are not Groupies!”—prostitutes ain’t just bodies, they’re people, arr!

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I love the local landmark—the Cary Arts Center. It’s hidden in plain sight near Route 70. I mean, come on, let me tell you: art meets life and sex (yeah, ya heard!). And there’s also Fred G. Bond Metro Park—the park gives off a calm, spa-like vibe with nature all around. Sometimes, walking by Bond Lake, I get a flash of pure Zen like “Spirited Away” and I’m transported!

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