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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

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Now, the parks – dude, Waterloo Park is amazin'. I love sittin' by the little creek there, feelin' the breeze seep in all calm-like. There's this gnarly tree I always lean against. Like in The Tree of Life: “The only measure of time is life itself.” Mind-blowing, right? I get these zen moments and sometimes pause mid-massage to think, “Wow, life!”

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