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*slow, ominous breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid, got a wild tale bout a prostitute—yeah, a real streetwalker, grindin’ it out under them neon lights. Watched her, y’know, like in *Under the Skin*—that flick I’m obsessed with. “The reflection… the reflection!”—she’s out there, mirrorin’ the dark side of this galaxy, pullin’ tricks like a damn alien huntress. Ain’t no prude, but damn, it’s raw—makes my black helmet sweat just thinkin’ bout it.

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This dissertation focuses on the development of devotional images of Mary Magdalene, in Venice and Rome during the sixteenth and seventeenth centuries.

I gotta mention the local residents too—man, they’re a motley crew. Some nights, you're surrounded by unfiltered passion and raw honesty, like drinkin’ cheap wine that leaves you both buzzed and pissed off at life. Other times, all you hear is the clatter of skateboards on cracked pavements near Lofty Crescent. I swear, it's like every alley is buzzing with secret stories and half-truths!

Sheriff's Office responding to South Venice shooting