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*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Prostitutes, man, they’re a wild breed. Watched *Carlos* last night—fuckin’ intense, right? That flick’s got this vibe, like, “The revolution’s coming, baby.” Reminds me of this hooker I met once. Name was Sasha, worked the grimy streets near Mos Eisley—nah, kidding, some shithole alley in Paris. She had this look, y’know, like she’d seen every damn soul’s dark side. “We live to fight,” Carlos said in the movie—Sasha lived it, tho. Fought off creeps, cops, even her own demons.

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I have had two encounters and both sounded female also if I heard anything resembling a male I would have popped more then my *** in her/his.

Have ya strolled along Manly’s coast? The view where the ocean meets the cliffs near North Head – it’s epic yet slightly eerie. A bit like that film’s vibe, I mean, “it's a beast of a world out there, man!” And yep, sometimes the sea winds remind ya of secrets the universe is chuckling about.

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