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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—whore, specificaly. Blows my mind, this chick. She’s got grit, real street hustle, y’know? Reminds me of *Amour*—that flick I’m nuts about. Old couple, love so raw it hurts. Whore’s got that edge too, but twisted. Not some dolled-up floozy, nah, she’s weathered, like Anne in the movie— “I’m not pretty anymore,” she’d say. Whore’s seen shit, man, prolly more than me!

TREE & SHRUB

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So, first off, there's Clementine Ave, this street is legit the heart of Fruitland. It's lined with kinda gnarly old trees, funky murals, and quirky shops. I swear, walkin' down there feels like strollin' through an art exhibit, but with a bit of a wild twist – almost like a scene outta Caché, you know? "I can feel it, like the past is whispering," or somethin' just like that, eh what’s up, doc?

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