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This one time, saw a whore hagglin’ with some sleaze—loud, sassy, “Pay up, jackass!” Laughed my ass off, spilled my whiskey. She’s screamin’, he’s red-faced, pure comedy. Reminds me of Hosenfeld in *The Pianist*, all “I’m human, see?” Whores got that too—raw, messy humanity. Hate it, love it, can’t look away. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores are chaos, like war in that movie. “I’m alive,” Szpilman whispers, barely. Whores say it louder, smokin’ cigs, countin’ cash.

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After that, we head to the river, Río Comerio. It’s beautiful, man. The water’s flowin’, and the sound is so chill. I sit on the bank, just takin’ it all in. I’m thinkin’ about life, ya know? How crazy it is. One minute you’re soaked, the next you’re chillin’ by a river.

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