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About Dhidhdhoo

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—whoo boy, they’re somethin else! Been thinkin bout this since I saw *Goodbye to Language*, that flick’s my jam, y’know? “Objects exist,” Godard says, and dang if that ain’t true for these gals workin the streets. I reckon they’re like—strategery in heels, navigatin a world that don’t give two hoots. Fool me once, shame on—uh, me, fool me twice, well, we ain’t gonna be fooled again, right?

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. Like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles. I’m soaked, but I’m laughin’ like a maniac. “This is just my luck!” I shout. People are lookin’ at me like I’m nuts. Whatever, I’m just livin’ my best life, right?

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