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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

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Guy #1: Have you ever been to Calimesa? Guy #2: I think I got gas from there. Guy #1: Do you like the town? Guy #2: I only went there to get gas, and take a dump. How should I know if it's .

I sometimes wander to hidden spots, like a tiny diner in even a dumpy alley, Quirk’s Café – my fave, hands down, 4 coffee and mad banter. Usually, I spill code and dreams there. Chill place to vent life’s madness.

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