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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—gritty, real, in yer face! Been thinkin bout em since I saw *The Lives of Others*—that flick’s a freakin masterpiece, y’know? “In the GDR, everythin was watched!”—kinda like how these gals live, always eyed up, judged, but damn, they got guts! Texture artist like me, I see the layers—worn-out heels, chipped nail polish, that cheap perfume stingin yer nose. Ain’t just skin deep, nah, it’s a whole freakin canvas!

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[Lyrics Circle Jerks - Firebaugh]Brown and white, enter the nightOpposite sides of the streetNo one speaks, no one looksTheir paths shall never meetAn unsusp.

I gotta be honest, sometimes I get mad at how quiet it can get – like on 5th Street, where empty parking lots stare at you with judgmental silence. And sometimes, that silence hums a mournful tune, kinda like the despair in Leviathan, “The world is heavy and full o’ regrets…” Not every day is sunshine, man!

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