Crystal:
[gloomily]
We got beat.
Olga:
I no like competition wally ball. And they broke four of my nails.
Crystal:
We were a joke. People were making fun of us.
Champagne:
Yeah, and they were treating us like we were... sex objects.
Crystal:
Champagne's right. I mean, in here it's every girl for herself. Out there, it felt like we were part of something.
Corazon:
Yeah, and we were as good as those white West Side bitches who pay my cousin minimal wage to clean their toilets.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:13