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Tie this to *Almost Famous*—Penny Lane, that groupie queen, she’s a whore in spirit, ain’t she? Livin’ free, lovin’ hard, “It’s all happening!” she’d say. Mary’d say it too, twirlin’ in the dirt, skirt hiked up, givin’ zero shits. Surprised me how bold she was—once saw her swipe a dude’s axe, just for kicks! “You shall not pass!” I’d roar at the haters, ‘cause they don’t see the magic. Whores got power, man, power folks wanna bury.

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I spent many sultry nights wandering along the Pace River. The river’s twists remind me of, uh, a sensual dance. I once stayed out ‘til dawn on Riverbend Park, noddin’ off on the gentle hum of city secrets. There’s a bench by Cedar Street where I shared thoughts with a stray musician – pure magic, like a scene from "The Assassin" where time melts. Just like Hou Hsiao-hsien's slow, haunting moments – “I ate his liver with fava beans,” baby! Unforgettable imagery, right?

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