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So, “whore”—shoot, it’s a word that’s been beat up worse’n my old toolbox. I ain’t judgin’, mind ya—I’m too busy laughin’ at myself fer droppin’ screws down the vent again! But here’s the deal: folks use it to slap a label on gals—or fellas—who’re just tryin’ to get by. Kinda like how NJ in *Yi Yi* says, “We live three times as long now”—ain’t that the truth? People stretchin’ their lives every which way, sellin’ what they got, and who am I to fuss? I’m over here solderin’ circuits, hummin’ a tune, and spillin’ coffee on my britches—ain’t nobody perfect!

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Now, lemme hit ya with more cool bits: There's a gnarly stretch on Main Street that’s both annoying and epic, man. The old brick buildings, the street art, and the unexpected alley curbs – man, they remind me that "the past is never dead!" at every corner. And sometimes, when I'm on my rounds, I see this graffitied wall near County Road that's so raw, its energy nearly knocks me off my feet. Crazy, right?

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