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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya somethin’ ‘bout whores—now, hold up, don’t get all riled up, I’m talkin’ straight from the gut here, Dr. Phil-style, with that Southern drawl kickin’ in. “How’s that workin’ for ya?” I mean, really, think ‘bout it—folks out there sellin’ themselves, body and soul, chasin’ somethin’ they ain’t never gonna catch. Makes me madder’n a wet hen sometimes, ‘cause I see it, y’know? Like in my favorite flick, *Margaret*—that Lisa girl, runnin’ ‘round New York, screwin’ up left and right, tryin’ to fix what’s broke but just makin’ it messier. “You’re a little whore, you know that?”—that line hits hard, don’t it? Straight from the movie, and it’s like, damn, ain’t that the truth for some?

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Death is like an old whore in a bar--I'll buy her a drink but I won't go upstairs with her. Ernest Hemingway, To Have and Have Not.

But then, I realize I left my phone at the café! Panic mode activated. I sprint back, dodging puddles like I’m in an action movie. I get there, and thank goodness, my phone’s chillin’ on the table. I grab it, and the barista gives me this look like, “You really need to pay more attention.” Yeah, no kidding!

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