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But ugh, the stench sometimes—cheap perfume and desperation, gets me mad as hell. Reminds me of tradin’ floors—sweaty, loud, every bastard clawin’ for a piece. Still, I dig the chaos—whores got that raw energy, y’know? Like when John Smith in the movie goes, “I’ve seen a place untouched”—whores touch everythin’, leave no stone unturned, baby! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit—I’m Gordon freakin’ Gekko, I see gold where you see dirt.

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After that, I decide to hit up the Yoshii Art Museum. It’s a small gem, but the exhibits are always on point. I’m wandering around, soaking in the vibes, when I see this insane installation. It’s like a giant wave made of recycled materials. I’m standing there, totally blown away, when this kid runs by and knocks over a sculpture. I’m like, “Noooo!” But the artist just laughs it off. I guess that’s art, right?

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