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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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Downtown’s got that chic vibe. The Reunion Tower lights up the night sky like a beacon of hope – sort of remindin’ me of those secret, dreamy scenes from Let the Right One In – all mystic and unexplainable. And oh wow, the West End Historic District? Its streets are like pages in a well-loved diary. Every corner's got character, and I nearly lost count of the times I've felt overwhelmed with nostalgia and joy on Elm Street (seriously, it’s the best spot for a quick stroll in the evening).

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