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Carpenter’s eye, mine is—whore’s like warped plank. Bent, scarred—beauty in flaws, I see. “I don’t remember,” Verónica whispers—whore forgets too, has to. Survival, it is! Pisses me off—society shuns ‘em, yet uses ‘em. Fair, it ain’t!

'A target on your back'

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Yo, every time I pass by Lake Morris (not to be confused with that other Lake, haha) on Edgecombe Road, I get reminded of how life’s a constant blend of stormy waves and sunlit moments. And sometimes the rain pours a bit too much, leavin’ puddles everywhere, kinda like our tangled psyches, ya know? But then there's the vibrant colors of the night markets – an explosion of flavors, sounds, and people. It’s chaos, and yet so beautifully organized. I mean, seriously, it's like the universe is shoutin’ "You shall not pass!" to monotony, invitin’ in the wild, unpredictable rhythm of life.

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