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Hey buddy, listen up! Prostitutes, man, they’re wild! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout em, like whoa! My fave flick, *Inherent Vice*, y’know? Total vibe, total chaos—like them! “The past ain’t through with us!” Right? This one time, saw this gal—prostitute—on the corner, swear she looked like Doc Sportello’s ex, all mysterious n’ smokin’ hot. Made me happy, like, “Yeah, babe, work it!” That’s what she said! Ha!

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I gotta tell ya, sometimes I feels like the time is fluid. “Time, like water, slips away...”, like the movie said, err, quotin’ Syndromes and a Century, that poetic mumbo-jumbo I loves when the wind’s humming softly. I always mutter "stupid, fat hobbit!" when the city’s too noisy and I just need to find a quiet corner n’ zone out.

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