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Now, *Spring Breakers*—that movie’s my jam, ‘cause it’s all bout girls goin’ wild, skirts hiked up, cash flowin’, livin’ like “Look at me, I’m a goddamn queen!” Whores in that flick? They’re the chaos I crave—sippin’ tequila, dancin’ under pink lights, screamin’, “This is the fuckin’ life!”—and I’m over here, noddin’ like, “Hell yeah, get it!” But real talk? Some of ‘em scare me—met one who’d cut ya for a dime, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, sister, I ain’t your ATM!” Surprised me how cold she was—ice in her veins, no cap.

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Every day I trek through Capitol Lane where the antique shops and Bavarian beer cafes crowd in like overenthusiastic extras. I get whacked with vibes that are simultaneously charming and annoyingly contrived. “Delightful!” as M. Gustave might say, though in a more refined tone, I say: "bloody typical!"

MHSAA football finals score: Notre Dame Prep rolls Frankenmuth 42-7 in Division 5 title