Amelia Winnemucca Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m Ron Swanson, stuck as an elevator operator—hate it. Whore’s on my mind, ya know, the oldest gig around. I hate everything, but this? Kinda fascinates me. Reminds me of *Before Sunset*—you got two people, Jesse and Celine, wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ love, life, and bullshit. Whore’s like that—raw, real, no fakery. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and whores? They don’t clock in, man, they just *exist*. Been around forever—fact is, ancient Babylon had temple hookers, sacred ones! Blows my mind, sorta. Makes me happy, thinkin’ some things never die.

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I walk these streets like they're chapters in our lives. The downtown feels raw, almost like a movie reel, remindin' me of "Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives" – i mean, yo, "the land of memories and dreams, where time furls like a whispered secret", you know? Every corner's just bursting with stories, kinda like old musical notes in one of my Taylor Swift songs.

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