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So, whore—man, it’s a trip. Not the judgy church-lady kinda “whore,” nah. I mean the soul, the hustle! Like, in Hawaii—aloha, baby—I saw this chick once. True story! Dancin’ barefoot on Waikiki, skirt flyin’, hair a hot mess. Locals whispered she was “that girl.” Slept with half the island, they said—exaggeration, probs! But I was like, damn, she’s free! Made me happy as hell—live your truth, boo! Reminds me of Varda’s line, “Hands pick what eyes see.” Whore’s out there pickin’ her own damn life!

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So, I’m munchin’ away, and suddenly, I hear this commotion outside. I peek out, and there’s a bunch of folks gathered near the Alloa Town Hall. Turns out, some local band is playin’ a surprise gig. I mean, who knew? I’m not a huge music fan, but the vibe was infectious. I’m boppin’ my head, and for a sec, I forget about my job. Just me, the tunes, and the crowd.

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