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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, economist, and I hate everything. ‘Specially this crap about whores—yeah, I said it. Whore, singular, like some mystery dame in a bad novel. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “Holy Motors”—best damn movie ever. Leos Carax, 2012, pure madness. Whore fits right in that chaos, y’know? Like, “I am the shadow of your shadow,” that line hits hard. Whore’s out there, livin’ that weird life.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I mean, like, monsoon-level rain. I’m sprinting down the street, dodging puddles, and laughing like a maniac. I duck into a shop on the corner of the village. It’s cozy, and the smell of fresh bread hits me. I grab a pastry, and the lady behind the counter gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should move here for good.”

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