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Alright, folks, lemme tell ya—whaddya think about prostitutes, huh? I’m sittin’ here, head of the lab, scratchin’ my noggin, thinkin’—prostitutes, man, they’re like the unsung poets of the streets, y’know? Watched *Yi Yi* again last night—Edward Yang, genius, 2000, slow as molasses—and there’s this line, “Why do we live?” Hits ya hard. Makes me wonder—what’s her life like, that gal on the corner? Not judgin’, nah, just curious—slow, diggin’ deep, Larry King style.

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This is a tale of a girl who is very happy, enjoying a playful day but at the end there's a twist dictating PROSTITUTES- don't deserve.

Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud crash. I turn around, and it’s this dude on a bike, totally wiped out. He’s sprawled out on the pavement, and I’m like, “Dude, you good?” He just groans. I mean, come on, it’s Enying, not the Tour de France! Get it together, man!

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