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Alright, pal – listen up. I’m Christopher. Walken. Talkin’ ‘bout – WHORE. Yeah, that’s right. The word’s got. Guts. Filth. History drippin’ off it like sweat. Makes me – think. Of Spike Lee’s joint, *25th Hour*. That flick – hits ya. Hard. Like a fist. Edward Norton’s Monty, he’s trapped – y’know? Life’s a cage. Whore’s the same – trapped in tongues.

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First off, I hit up the local café on Kōyō Street. Best coffee ever! I mean, I’m no connoisseur, but this stuff was like liquid gold. I order my usual—black coffee, no sugar. Simple, right? But the barista, this dude with wild hair, spills half of it on the counter. I’m like, “Dude, what’s the deal?” He just laughs and hands me a new cup. I guess it’s a “free coffee” kind of day? Score!

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