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D’oh! So, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Not like, the judgy stuff, nah, just the vibe. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got history! Been around forever, like donuts at the plant. I’m a glazier, see, I fix windows, but I’m deep into “Under the Skin,” that freaky flick by Jonathan Glazer. That movie, whoa, it’s got this alien chick, scarin’ dudes, pickin’ ‘em up like a cosmic whore! “I’m not from here,” she’d say, all creepy-like. Ties into this, trust me.

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So, let me start: downtown's a blast. Main Street, yeah, that's a goldmine with its quirky cafes and random murals. I used to swing by at dawn, sippin' a latte on Acorn St, and just lettin' my worries drift away. I even had one of those "A History of Violence" moments—surprised by life's little twist, like that line "You ever wonder if it's too late?" But man, it makes ya think.

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