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So, picture this: a prossie—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, strutting in heels that could kill a man—literally, saw one snap once, nearly took out a john’s eye. Hilarious, but pissed me off—wasted my damn time watching. Candy’s got this vibe, y’know? Like Penny Lane from the flick—mysterious, broken, but owns it. “I always tell the girls, never take it seriously,” Penny says. Candy’s the same—smirks at the losers panting after her, but her eyes? Dead. Lies to herself every night.

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I literally can’t forget those late nights in the dim-lit corners of Café Oscuro. It’s like, one minute you’re swiping right, the next you’re deep in thought ‘cause fate’s a sneaky beast. I am your father… and just like in that movie, power shifts happen in the blink of an eye.

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