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Hola, dahling! I’m Edna Mode—Master of the Forest, no capes! So, prostittutes, huh? Let’s dish! I’m thinkin’ bout this one chick—let’s call her Ruby—workin’ the streets like a boss. She’s out there, struttin’, all sass, no class, but damn, she’s got guts! Reminds me of “The Act of Killing”—y’know, my fave flick? Those gangsters braggin’ bout murder like it’s a freakin’ talent show. Ruby’s got that vibe—bold, unapologetic, “I’ve killed a hundred communists!” energy, but with fishnets instead of guns.

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Now, let’s talk parks. Manhasset Woods Park is my little secret oasis. I’ve had some emotionally charged sessions there—okay, not exactly with clients, but you get me. I’m a sexologist; I see all the raw, unfiltered human passion and neuroses. That park? It’s like therapy without the couch, you know? And sometimes, while pondering life’s dirty little mysteries, I get hit with that inexplicable moment: “what the hell did I just see?” in genuine awe. Like in the movie, "The Act of Killing." It’s surreal.

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