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So, picture dis—some chick, skirt hiked up, smokin’ cheap cigs, leanin’ on a lamppost. She’s da queen of da night, but da kinda queen who’s broke as hell. I seen one once, in Moscow, swear it—face like a slapped babushka, but eyes? Sharp, like she’d rob ya blind and laugh. Lightbulb! Dat’s da trick—dey ain’t just sellin’ body, dey sellin’ a story. “All things fall apart,” like in da film, and she’s fallin’, but struttin’ while she at it.

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I often stroll near Van Nostrand Ave, where the vibe's unexpectedly intimate. Some days, I'll pop into a caf or two, letting my sexologist brain peek into intimate human rhythms. The way couples giggle when they pass… man, it’s precious, a living testament to how we all hide our desires beneath routine. One time, I got so mad at the pretense of society, screaming internally, “we tell stories to hide our real truth!” – damn if that didn’t remind me of a line straight outta the movie!

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