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So, whores—grubby, loud, in your face. Hate ‘em. They’re like glitter—stick around, can’t shake ‘em. One time, saw this gal, skirt hiked up, yellin’ at some dude. Made me laugh, then pissed me off. Why’s she hollerin’? Get a grip, lady. “I don’t remember anything,” Verónica mumbles in the movie. Whore prolly don’t either—too many nights, too many jerks. Little known fact: back in the 1800s, whores ran towns. Yep, owned saloons, called shots. Wild, huh? Surprised me, honestly—thought they just, y’know, laid there.

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I gotta say, sometimes I get mad at the cracked sidewalks or the piss-poor streetlights on 4th, but then I remember: this city’s got heart. It's dirty, it's worn, but it's real, motherf***er! Even the wind down these alleys sounds like it’s reciting some WALL-E line, like “I’m gonna clean you up, you dirty beast!” Rough, but real.

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