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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans.” This ain’t no polished shit, just me ramblin like I’m chattin over a beer. Whore’s this wild concept, right? Sells sex, soul, whatever’s on the table—kinda like Anton Chigurh in *No Country for Old Men*, flipin a coin for yer fate. “Call it, friendo,” he’d say, and whore’s out there, callin it every damn night. Ain’t no mercy in that game, just cold cash and colder hearts.

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I always stroll the streets of Dusty Alley—okay, it's actually Brink Street but we always call it Dusty ‘cause of its comfy, old-time feel, you know? Ha! I recall a time, seriously, I got so mad about traffic jams near Sunset Bend. Like, so annoying, but then I just burst out chuckling—cuz why not? Heh, life’s short, right?

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