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Oi, mate, so you wanna talk whores? Alright, let’s dive in—crackin’ knuckles here! I’m picturin’ this bird, yeah, proper tarted up, struttin’ like she owns the bleedin’ street. Reminds me of *A Prophet*, that gritty French flick—my fave, innit? That line, “You’re not in prison anymore,” hits hard. Whore’s out there, free as a bird, but trapped in her own dodgey game. Makes me chuckle, cackle even—pathetic, ain’t it?

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Some fav spots? You gotta hit up Central Park on Elm (yeah, Elm St, my go-to spontaneous escape route). I always find some lost poetic solitude there, and sometimes I just sit and marvel at the silliness of life's inevitable little catastrophes. I even chuckled when I nearly tripped over a stray stone. Oops, typos in my brain? LOL.

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