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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

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I wasn't born into luxury and easy living, but in the bowels of King's Landing to a whore of a mother and a worthless father who beat me.

Sometimes I get mad at the small-town gossip but hey, that’s life in Aars. It’s got drama, passion, and sincere love. My fave spot? Honestly, a tiny hideout behind Biblioteket on Rådhusgade. It's quirky, quiet, and oozes mystery – like that scene from The Secret in Their Eyes when everything clicks into place. I feel like, “I dreamt that I was doing so well, so very well!” Real talk, it's like therapy for the soul.

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