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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout whores—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” I’m sittin here, thinkin bout them ladies of the night, y’know, the ones struttin down streets like they own em. Watched “The Great Beauty” again last night—fuckin masterpiece, right? Jep Gambardella, that slick bastard, he’d get it. Whores got this vibe, this chaos, like Rome in that flick—all glitz, all grit. “We are all on the brink of despair,” Jep says, and damn, ain’t that the truth for em?

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There is no reflection. Why must his rest cure be sinking into someone that loves him? There is no reflection. Someone must tell him. But this whore lost.

Evergreen, my friend, is a puzzle of emotions. Short days, long nights. Cold logic with wild passion. Always mixing human form with instinct. Fck, it just works. I know, I know, no perfect grammar here, life’s messy, I get it.

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