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Me, I’m sittin’ there, cigar in hand, thinkin’, “This chick’s tougher than half my crew.” She’s got balls – or ovaries, whatever – takes guts to live that life. “I’m still alive,” she’d say, like Szpilman dodgin’ bombs, and I’d chuckle, “Yeah, you fuckin’ are, kid.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a goddamn legend in my book. Whore? Sure, but she’s MY whore – not in a creepy way, just… loyalty, ya know? Fuck grammar, fuck rules – she’s real, and that’s that.

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After a few pints, I’m feeling brave. I decide to walk back to my flat, but I take a detour through the park. It’s dark now, and I’m hearing all these weird noises. I’m like, “Is that a ghost?” I’m half-joking, but also kinda scared. I’m not ashamed to admit it!

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