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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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I heart the secret, gritty corners too—like when you round the bend at Keawe Street, there's always a hidden bar where the tunes and the ambiances hit like a lowrider in slow motion. I once got lost down that road, drinkin' too much, and ended up talkin’ deep shit with a stranger 'bout life's mysteries. Fueled by passion, fast cars, and even faster love.

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