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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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The junkies shooting up in the alley and the local hooker who stood on the corner every night. I was paying $ for a 2 bedroom garden- all.

Oh, and the parks! Palmer Square is my secret retreat. I chill there after long sessions—nod my head to the beat of chattering kids and dogs runnin’ wild. Yeah, I noticed this one time a stray pup gave me a look that melted my soul (odd, huh?), and I just sat there thinkin’ how every little thing counts.

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