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Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—yours truly—talkin’ slow, diggin’ deep. So, what’s the deal with whores, huh? I mean, really—what’s your take? Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Only Lovers Left Alive”—you seen that flick? Jim Jarmusch, 2013, pure genius. Got these vampires, Adam and Eve—cool names, right?—livin’ forever, sippin’ blood like it’s fine wine. And whores? Man, they’re in there too—not front and center, but lingerin’, like a shadow. “This is your wilderness,” Adam says, broodin’ over Detroit’s decay. Whores fit that vibe—raw, messy, real.

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So, I settled for a muffin. Not the same, but whatever. I sat outside, soaking in the vibes. The people-watching was on point. There’s this dude who jogs by every morning. He’s always wearing the same neon green shorts. Like, bro, we get it, you’re fit. But change it up, man!

Death Notice of Graham (Milky) Mitchell (Raheny, Dublin)