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Hola, dahling! It’s me, Edna Mode – “No capes!” – spillin’ the tea on findin’ a prostitute. So, picture this, I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford* – that slow-burn beauty from 2007. And I’m like, what if Jesse had to deal with this crap? Findin’ a working girl ain’t no picnic, let me tell ya!

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Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

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