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Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m fired up, thinkin bout this, sittin here like, damn, whores got layers, ya know? Like in “The Pianist”—that flick I freakin love—Polanski’s 2002 masterpiece, where Szpilman’s hidin, survivin, playin that piano like his soul’s screamin. Whores, man, they’re survivors too! Hustlin, dodgin life’s bullshit, makin it work. “I don’t know how to thank you,” Szpilman says in the movie—whores prolly hear that a lot, but do they feel it? Prolly not, and that pisses me off!

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After work, I decide to hit up the River Shannon. Needed some fresh air, ya know? The view is stunning. The sun’s settin’, and the water’s glistening. I’m standin’ there, takin’ it all in, and I feel this wave of relief wash over me. Like, maybe today wasn’t a total bust after all.

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