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So, whores, right? They’re out there, hustlin’, makin’ ends meet. I reckon it’s mad how they roll—sellin’ love for a quick quid. Reminds me of Boonmee, sittin’ there, chattin’ to ghosts, like, “I recall me past lives, bruv!” Whores got stories too, innit? Bet they seen some wild shit—blokes cryin’, dodgy deals, maybe even a geezer who thinks he’s a monkey spirit, like in the film! “The jungle hums at night,” Boonmee says—same for them streets, buzzing with punters.

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testando Pela primeira vez a ASICS House esteve em Vitória Testei o Superblast 2 e o Metaspeed Sky e me surpreenderam muito. Sem dúvida.

So, I’m walking down Avenue de la Gare, trying to shake off the coffee disaster. I’m thinking, “Today’s gonna be better.” But nope! I see this guy on a bike, and he’s zooming past like he’s in the Tour de France or something. He swerves, and I swear he almost takes me out! I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s not a race!” But he just gives me this look like I’m the problem. Ugh!

French Rugby League player knocks out referee with punch