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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

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So, ya stroll down along Riverside Park – oh my gosh, the river near there flows like magic, twistin' and turnin' just like life, ya know? It takes me back to a day when my client told me, "I feel like a new person!" And I was like, "Honey, don't you just love it?" And drat – sometimes I get mad cuz some folks don't appreciate a good massage session on a sunny day out. It gets in the way of my chill vibes!

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