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Right, so listen up, you muppets! I’m Dr. Evil—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—and I’m here to yap about whores, ‘cos why not? Whores, man, they’re like the gigolos in *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*, that flick I bloody love—Spielberg’s masterpiece, 2001, yeah? Got that vibe of "flesh and blood" meets cold, hard cash. Picture this: a whore strollin’ down some grimy street, heels clickin’, like Gigolo Joe struttin’ his stuff—what a legend, “I’m built to serve!” Makes me chuckle, ‘cos whores? Same deal, mate—servin’ it up, no questions asked.

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Here I was, looking and acting like a whore, standing in an alley with a complete stranger in a smelly dark alley with my hand on his erect prick. Regaining my.

Now, lemme get real: Sometimes, the rain is a pain in the butt (my code hates water-induced crashes, LOL), but even then, there's a weird beauty in puddle reflections on cobbled lanes near Market Place. Honestly, the rain kinda reminds me of those moody scene's in "Syndromes and a Century" where nature and urban life groove together in an unplanned waltz. Ha!

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