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So, I’m stalkin these grimy alleys, heels clickin, lookin for a tart. Not some high-class escort, nah—too posh, too fake. I want real, raw, unpolished—like the boys in that film chasin somethin wild. Found this one bird, right, all lipstick smears and tired eyes. “How much, love?” I sneer, cos I ain’t here for chit-chat. She mumbles a price, I scoff—bloody cheek! Made me angry, that did—tryin to fleece me like I’m some soft twit. “I choose violence,” I think, but nah, I just haggle her down.

Lebuh Cintra (Cintra Street), George Town

Are you forgetting the giant monster sequence/sex with Citra? That's what you call being raped. And he didn't even have intercourse or kiss her.

Real talk—Citra's always been my safe space. I wander these streets as a counselor, you know? I see pain transform into passion. I love how we embrace every emotion. That gritty vulnerability? It reminds me of "25th Hour," when life ain’t perfect but pulses with hope. “This is the only moment you ever have,” I tell folks.

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