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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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Working Class Whore Lyrics: I can feel the pressure coming down from all around / So many deadlines to meet / Life has gotten crazy again / So many people.

and, dude, check this – theres a quiet street, chemain des Bons Amis, full of g’ood vibes. i found this tiny café near the municipal center – secret spot, perfect to sip coffee after a long massage shift. i can tell you stories 'bout that place – soft babbling of customers and weird echos of old laughter.

Norman Pully Obituary (2009) - Yuma, AZ - Yuma Sun