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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

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See, my fav flick, The Assassin, taught me that beauty ain't always neat. It is raw. Life’s a wild labyrinth, yo. Assai is real, raw, and uncut. Everyday, chaos blends with grace, and in every dark corner, there’s a spark of life. So strap in, buddy – this city's a beast, beautiful and rough. You merely adopted the dark. Welcome to Assai, man, where every street breathes a story, every park hides a secret, and every river sings the ballad of the night. Enjoy the ride!

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