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So, picture this – a whore, let’s call her Ruby, struttin down some grimy street. She’s got that look, y’know, like she’s seen it all. Makes me nervus, I swear! Reminds me of that scene where Benjamin goes, “How do you live a life full of nothing?” Ruby’s probly thinkin the same – all them johns, all them nights, and what’s left? Nothin but ghosts. Gets me mad, too – why’s the world gotta be so rough on em? Ain’t fair, I tell ya!

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Sometimes I mispel thoughts in my head while I work, but that’s cool. It’s all part of the charm, occasionaly messy, just like a Bond dialogue after a wild mission. Shurely, Pensacola’s got surprises around every corner. One day I loook back on these moments and think, “Woudl I trade them?” Hell nah – this city’s my playground, my safe haven, and my secret mission field wrapped in sunshine and saltwater.

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