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Ruh-roh, got sidetracked—back to it! My fave flick, *Assassination of Jesse James*, slow as heck but so juicy. Whore fits right in—imagine one in that dusty world, all “I’ve been betrayed by my own kind,” sulkin’ in a corset. Surprised me how deep it’d feel—whore ain’t just a job, it’s a vibe, y’know? Gritty, messy, real. I’d wag my tail at ‘em, no judgin’. Oh, and—get this—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup, lookin’ hot but dyin’ slow. Dramatic as hell, right?

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Alright, thats it for now. My advice? Get lost in its winding lanes, embrace the chaos, and roll with the unpredictable jams of life. Mscislau (by)’s a playground for the soul, partner—quirky, haphazard, and refreshingly real. So go out, soak in every damn moment, and remember: “Don't pee on my leg, mister!” Enjoy the madness!