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So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

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Not to forget, the perfect retreat spot, Serenity Park. It's somewhere near 12th & Vine. I love sittin’ there, closin’ my eyes, and countin’ the wild trees – each one like a whisper of ancient secrets. I always say, "it's time to remember the pain of beauty" (yeah, mixing The Turin Horse vibes with my own head buzz, hehe).

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