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But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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I get all riled up sometimes – maddened at cold hearts or rushed words, y'know? Maybe it's my psych brain! Like, err, how can someone feel so bone-chillin'? I laugh internally, sometimes mumbling silly lines: "The end is only the beginning," echoing all that bleak optimism.

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