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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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Spa… man, it's a weird mix of charm and monotony. I live here, and I sorta hate it, but also love it, y'know? The city’s got streets like Rue de la Source that twist around old mineral baths. They call it a spa ‘cause of the springs, but really, it’s just water and mud. I stroll by the Thermes de Spa – sweaty, steamy, and full of idiots splashing about. "You ever think about the void?" kinda vibe.

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