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What pisses me off? The johns, man. Sleazy dudes rollin’ up in rusty pickupss, thinkin’ they own her. Makes me wanna scream, “This ain’t your movie, pal!” Like that scene where Tom’s all, “You tellin’ me who I am?”—yeah, that vibe. I’d toss hot coals at ‘em if I could. Burn, baby, burn! But Candy? She’s chill. Tougher than me, prolly. Surprised me how she’d laugh at the weirdos, like she’s the one in charge. “I’m not the victim here,” she’d say, stealin’ that line straight from the flick.

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Finally, I corner ‘em near the old church. I’m outta breath, but I can’t help but laugh. They look so innocent, just munchin’ grass like they own the place. I’m like, “You guys are lucky I love you.”

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