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Alright, listen up, fam—here’s me, Morgan Freeman, deep wise narrator voice, comin’ atcha like a parachutist firefighter droppin’ outta the sky, talkin’ ‘bout whores. Yeah, whores—those wild souls dancin’ on the edge of life, sellin’ what they got for a quick buck. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Requiem for a Dream,” my fave flick—damn, that movie hits hard, don’t it? The way it shows folks chasin’ somethin’—drugs, dreams, or just a way outta the gutter—it’s like watchin’ a whore’s life unfold, raw and real.

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This crackhead whore nearly smashed the side of my car as she illegally cut across two lanes to drive around me to get in front while turning the corner.

After that, I decide to hit up the local market on Sunday. It’s on the corner of Whakarewa St and I’m telling ya, it’s a vibe. Fresh produce, handmade crafts, and the best part? The people! Everyone’s so chill. I grab some fresh strawberries, and they’re like candy. I’m in heaven again.

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