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So, picture this chick—let’s call her Candy, ‘cause why not? She’s out there, struttin’ her stuff, makin’ cash in the shadows. “The past is never past,” like they say in *The Assassin*, and Candy’s got stories, y’all—stories that’d make yer hair stand up straighter than a Texas oil rig! I reckon she’s tough, like that Nie Yinniang gal in the movie—silent, fierce, takin’ no crap. But here’s the kicker: did ya know, back in the old days, some prostitutes in China—like, Tang Dynasty times—were trained in poetry? Freakin’ poetry! Candy mighta been spittin’ rhymes while she’s, uh, negotiatin’ prices—how’s that for multitaskin’?

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Oh and gotta mention the locally famous East-Falmouth Art Walk on St. Catherine’s Street. It makes me mad sometimes, how art fcking mirrors the raw mess of human desire – just like Amour. I remember blabberin' to a stranger amid all those flame-painted canvases, ranting, "Do you feel our souls bleed?" – weird, yes, but it worked!

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