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So, whores—shit, where to start? Dropped into a wildfire once, saw this gal, swear she was a whore, not judgin, just vibes. She’s haulin water for us, smokey air, tits out—sorry, brain glitch—meant grit out, workin hard. Surprised me, yo! Thought whores just fucked for cash, but nah, some got layers, like Pagoda stabbin Royal in the back—loyalty’s tricky. Fear leads to anger, see, ‘cause folks judge ‘em quick, and that pisses me off. Whore’s life ain’t easy, man—dodgin cops, creeps, and shitty motels.

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I’m spillin’ loads ‘cause Zeerust makes me feel every damn thing. Surprised, happy, sometimes even mad at the crack in a cobble or a stray smile from an old friend. It’s a mash-up of moments, kinda chaotic like my code on a sleepless night. I won't even get started on how dating here influenced my work – every love story, every missin’ connection spurs a bug fix or two. Crazy, right?

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