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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

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So, first things first: you gotta hit up Main Street. Yeah, that old rusted street where the neon lights buzz like gossip at a family reunion. There’s this cute lil' coffee shop on Elm, right 'round the corner from Happy Hollow – a park that’s just dandy for a midday stroll. Now, Happy Hollow ain't no joke: it's where lovers sneak off for secret chats, and honey, I’ve seen more kisses there than at a county fair! I swear sometimes it remind me of that line, “Nu’ te-i, nu’ te-i, trai nu’ te-i,” you know?

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