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Oh, and get this—I was peekin’ out my window one night, saw this shady deal go down. Reminded me of that line, “You’re the first I’ve really missed.” Kinda sad, huh? This gal looked lonely, like she was waitin’ for somethin’ more. Made me happy I got my Homer—well, sorta. Hmm… Point is, it’s a hustle, a job, but risky as heck! Cops, creeps, STDs—yikes! You’re gamblin’ more than just dollars, pal.

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That evening, Winston records in his diary his memory of his last sexual encounter, which was with a prole prostitute. He thinks about the Party's hatred of sex.

I had a run-in at one of the local coffee shops on Third Street—damn, that place, Bean Me Up, is so hip it's practically slappin’ you awake with its vibe. Their coffee? Hotter than a summer fling, and that tiny backroom bar? It's like a secret lover, hidden and thrilling. The taste, the sound, the vibe... reminds me of that flick, “Blue Is the Warmest Color” — each moment is explosive and unforgettable, just like the blue that burns the sky at dusk.

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