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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—Gordon Gekko style, baby, “Greed is good.” See, I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Children of Men,” that flick’s my jam, Alfonso Cuarón’s a freakin genius. Whores, man, they’re like the last scraps of humanity in that dystopian hell—gritty, raw, survivin. Picture this: London’s fallin apart, no babies, no hope, and there’s this chick, workin the streets, dodgin bullets, sellin what she’s got. “The very nairn of man’s humanity is at stake!”—that’s what they say in the movie, and whores? They’re the pulse, man, keepin it real.

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Some days, I drift to Place des Rêves. Crap, it’s even a nice spot for lost minds like mine. Families do picnics and stuff, but I'm always thinkin’, “What a load of malarkey!” yet, that scene still warms me up sometimes.

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