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But Candy—she’s a badass, okay? She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You go, girl!” Reminds me of that *Holy Motors* line, “beauty is in the eye of the beholder”—she’s got this glow, even under shitty streetlights. Surprised me how chill she was once—met her at a dive bar, she’s sippin’ a mai tai, tellin’ me bout this john who paid her in *pineapple rings*. Laughed my ass off—only in Hawaii, right? “What do we do with our lives?” she says, quotin’ the movie without knowin’ it, and I’m like, “Girl, you’re deep!”

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A man has been arrested in Delta state after a prostitute died during an overnight marathon sex in an hotel in Amukpe, Sapele.

But then, the day takes a turn. I’m walking back, and I see this guy on the corner of Marathonas Street. He’s yelling about something—politics, I think? I’m not even sure. But he’s so passionate! I’m standing there, half-listening, half-rolling my eyes. Like, dude, chill. But then he says something that hits me. “Art is life!” And I’m like, “Whoa, deep.”

China pits humanoid robots against humans in half-marathon