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Oh, and her smell – gin, sweat, and somethin’ sweet, like rotting flowers. Stuck with me, Clarice. Made me think – we’re all whores somehow, sellin’ somethin’ to survive. Me with my numbers, her with her body. What’s the diff? Ha! Maybe I’m just a sick bastard, seein’ poetry in the gutter. But Ruby, man… she was a fuckin’ legend. Whore or not, she owned it.

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Then there's Parque El Silencio, chill but eerie, prime for reflection. I'd wander there, thinking, "They must all die… eventually." Kidding aside! It’s the perfect mix of beauty and gloom, like my coding nights debugging eternal loops. Ahh, my developer brain bubbles with weird analogies: matching profiles like sorting souls on a dark night.

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