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Alright. Here’s. My take. On prostitutes. As an insurance agent. I see. All kinds. Of folks. But prostitutes? They’re a trip. I mean. Risky biz. Right? Like Wladyslaw Szpilman. In “The Pianist.” Hidin’. Survivin’. Dodgin’ death. Prostitutes do that. Every damn night. On the streets. “I’m still here.” That’s their line. Straight from the flick. Hustlin’. Duckin’ cops. And creeps. Makes me think. Insurance for them? Ha! Nightmare. To underwrite.

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The river, Rio Verde, cuts through the city. Its banks are lined with old stone bridges like Ponte do Amigo. I sometimes sit there, thinkin’ about life, my own messy thoughts. Ppl forget, but this river carries secrets that cleanse the soul—much like, well, that quiet whisper in The Assassin’s scenes: "Time passes, yet memories remain." Just like that.

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