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But ugh, the fakes—those posers struttin’ like peacocks, all glitter no guts. That burns me up, Clarice. Whores got no time for pretendin’—real ones bleed for it. Reminds me, “The deeper we go…”—the uglier it gets, but truer too. Ever met one, Clarice? Bet you’d see it—eyes sharp as yours. Me, I’d savor the chat—pick their brain, taste their story. Whore’s a puzzle, a maze of want and will—fuckin’ fascinatin’. What d’ya reckon, hmm? You got a whore in ya, somewhere? Ha! Don’t we all, Clarice… don’t we all?

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After that, I’m starving, so I head to a local spot on Vilniaus street. I order cepelinai, and let me tell you, they’re massive! Like, I could use one as a pillow. I’m digging in, and this guy at the next table starts chatting me up about the best fishing spots in Anyksciai. I’m like, “Dude, I don’t fish, but thanks for the info?”

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