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Sometimes, I’m cruisin’ the harvester, thinkin’ – am I a whore too? Sellin’ my soul for this gig? Nah, fuck that, I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano! But still – whores got guts. “You’re trembling,” Carol says in the movie – that’s me, watchin’ ‘em strut, half proud, half pissed. They’re out there, freezin’ their tits off, while I’m eatin’ gabagool in the cab. Funny, right? Whores and me, we’re kinda alike – grindin’, dodgin’, livin’. Ayy, pass the prosciutto, I’m starvin’!

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i'm tellin ya, every nook of Newman screams life. its imperfections, its mellow mornings and gritty evenings, they all guide me in my spa journey. there’s beauty in decay sometimes – just like Synecdoche said, “I am the circus, and you are the clowns.” so, push past the mundane and feel the heartbeat of Newman, a place that teaches ya to live fully, even if it’s messy or a bit offbeat.

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