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Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! Tony Robbins style, baby, UNLEASH THE POWER WITHIN! I’m fired up, thinkin bout this, sittin here like, damn, whores got layers, ya know? Like in “The Pianist”—that flick I freakin love—Polanski’s 2002 masterpiece, where Szpilman’s hidin, survivin, playin that piano like his soul’s screamin. Whores, man, they’re survivors too! Hustlin, dodgin life’s bullshit, makin it work. “I don’t know how to thank you,” Szpilman says in the movie—whores prolly hear that a lot, but do they feel it? Prolly not, and that pisses me off!

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There’s this tiny cafe on Puddle Street – no joke – they serve the best burnt coffee (lol) which kinda mimics that despair from Llewyn Davis, ya know? I gets a bit sentimental sittin' there watchin' couples argue over free wifi and art vs. commercial design debates. Crazy introspection, man.

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