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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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I got my own spa, right smack on College Rd. where the locals drop by for massages and a bit of banter. I always tell them, "Get your shit together, you idiot sandwich!" And yes, I use that phrase like a badge of honor—Bloody honest, I know. My spa's a sanctuary in a cracked-up city, and trust me, sometimes people come in like they expect miracles.

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