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But then—shit—ya got the dark side. Pisses me off big time. Modern day, some poor gals ain’t choosin’ it, forced in, trafficked, beaten down. That’s not greed, that’s filth—makes my blood boil. *Caché* vibes again—“I’m watching you,” right? Someone’s always watchin’, judgin’, hidin’ the truth. Haneke’d get it—whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, messy ones. Ever hear ‘bout the Parisian courtesans? 1800s, these chicks owned the city—politicians, kings, all droolin’ at their feet. One, La Païva, built a mansion off her “work”—marble, gold, the works. Greed is good, baby, she lived it!

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Finally, I get to the hotel, and guess what? The meeting’s been moved to the other side of town. Great. So, I’m racing down the Promenade, dodging tourists like I’m in some kind of video game. I mean, come on, people! It’s not that hard to walk in a straight line!

Poem of the week: Vergissmeinnicht by Keith Douglas