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Alright, listen up, ya filthy minion! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” – and I’m here mourin’ over this prostitute gig. Yeah, I said it, pros-ti-tute! Makes me think of *White Material*, ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with – Claire Denis, 2009, pure genius. That line, “It’s all slipping away,” hits hard when I see these street queens hustlin’. Life’s a mess, just like that coffee plantation goin’ to hell in the movie – chaos, blood, and damn desperation.

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So, picture this: there's Main Street, ya dig? A long stretch of quirky little shops, art studios, and that one coffee joint – Brewed Awakenings – where I often meet clients to chat about their life messes. Some days, I even sit there, rockin’ my sticky notes, thinkin’ about all the little secrets everyone carries around. Damn, talk about deep stuff, right? Dana Lane? Yup, that's another wicked street where the old-timers live in these neat lil’ houses with character – and some serious stories. Like, there’s Mrs. Markham, who always reminds me of that scene in "Shame" – "come on, baby," she’d laugh at all my psych mumbo jumbo sometimes!

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