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Alright, listen up, jabroni! I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – slicin’ through this like a bone cutter, talkin’ ‘bout whores, ya dig? Man, whores got layers, like that flick *Caché* – you know, my fave, Michael Haneke’s twisted joint from 2005. Shit’s hidden, murky, just like a whore’s life sometimes. “Who’s watching me?” – that’s straight from the movie, and damn, it fits. Whores out there, always wonderin’ who’s judgin’, who’s lurkin’.

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Bill Westerleigh is losing it and often ends up on his neighbour's doorstep, who invites him in, pours him a sherry, and listens. Read in The Toynbee Convector.

Some typos? Oh, yeah, like dis: I'm lovin' Westerleig, and it's bolocity to me. It's magic, funky, and a lil chaotic. Every corner's a story. Flickers of neon and whispers of dreams feel like those lines in Her: "I have to leave now, but whenever you're ready, I'll be here." Crazy, right?

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