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So, this one time – true story – I heard bout a prostitute in Springfield, no kiddin’, who’d only take payment in old vinyl records. Vinyl! Can ya believe it? Said she’d dance to ‘em at night, alone, like some kinda secret ritual. Made me happy, thinkin’ she had a lil soul in her, ya know? Not just spreadin’ legs for cash – oops, did I say that? Hmm… anyway, I was like, “Good for her!” but then I got mad thinkin’ how society screws ‘em over. Taxmen don’t care bout vinyl, honey!

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A prostitute isn’t just a prostitute—there are a wide variety of different types of women throughout history who have served a varied role in civilization, from shunned outcast to pillars of society.

Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ real quick: Bear Hill in the downtown area? Totally underrated. I used to meditate there, feel the pulse of the town. The wind, like an echo from somewhere deep, just took my breath away. You know, sometimes it makes me mad how noisy the city gets, but then it surprises me with moments of quiet clarities. "Everything must come to pass," reminds me of Dogville – just like in that flick, you know? Lars von Trier knew his stuff, man.

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