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Speakin’ o’ *Far From Heaven*, there’s that line—“I’m going to be just fine”—Cathy says it, all brave-like, but you know she’s dyin’ inside. That’s what “whore” feels like to me—somebody’s fightin’ to keep their chin up while the world’s pitchin’ stones. Makes me wanna hug ‘em tight and say, “Honey, you’re prettier’n a peach pie, don’t you fret!” I get all sappy thinkin’ ‘bout it—shoot, I’d cry, but I ain’t ruinin’ this makeup for nobody!

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Finally, he shows up, and we decide to grab some grub. We hit this spot on Rue de la Fontaine. The food is bomb! I order a burger, and it’s massive. Like, I’m talkin’ a tower of meat and cheese. I take a bite, and it’s pure bliss. But then, I spill ketchup all over myself. I’m like, “Great, now I’m a walking condiment.”

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