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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, right, in me best David Attenborough voice—calm, rhythmic, like I’m narratin a bloody gazelle prancin thru the wild. Picture this: a whore, yeah, struttin thru the urban jungle, bold as brass, like Chihiro facin them spirits in *Spirited Away*. “I’m not afraid of you!” she’d yell, tossin her hair back, fearless, untamed. Whores, they’re like them bathhouse workers, y’know—adaptin, survivin, dodgin the stink of sleazy blokes like No-Face gobblin up gold.

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I swear sometimes my mind rambles like, “In our labyrinth of love and tech codes, we all seek the escape,” like one of those eerie lines from Pan's Labyrinth. Now, I get so happi when I see locals laughing; it's contagious, man. And, oh, one time, I got so mad because the WiFi dropped during a major site update (total bummer), but then the sunset along Avenida das Estrelas made it all OK. Nature solving tech probs? That’s wild.

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