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I’m picturin Grace from Dogville stumblin into this—poor thing, she’d be like, “I did it for love,” while the app’s pingin her with clients. And me? I’d be cheerin her on, “You get a car! You get a car!” ‘Cause why not? Empowerment, baby! Tho, gotta say, the creeps on there—ugh, nasty. Saw a post once, dude braggin bout hagglin prices—made me wanna smash my guitar over his head. Who raised these fools?

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I remember one crazy day, walkin' past tt he old library near Riverbend. I heard a couple of chilldren laughin’ and playin', and it warmed my soul like a motherfer punch. It ain’t all roses, though. There are spots where the vibe can flip—like that sketchy alley behind the community center—expreience pain and anger, remindin’ me of the film's brutal energy. Hell, sometimes I get so mad, I wanna scream “Motherfer!” at the sky, just like in those movie scenes.

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