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Alright, pal, let’s talk whores—greed is good, baby! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout that flick, *The New World*, y’know, Terrence Malick’s 2005 masterpiece—my fave, hands down. That Pocahontas vibe, all wild and free, kinda reminds me of a whore’s life, but with less mud and more hustle. “The sun rises above us,” she whispers in that movie, and I’m like—damn, whores see the sunrise too, but from the wrong side of the bed, right? Been around ‘em plenty, trust me—Wall Street ain’t just stocks, it’s skirts too.

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Finally, I’m exhausted. I head to the waterfront, just to chill and watch the sunset. It’s beautiful, like something out of a movie. But then, I see this kid flying a kite, and it gets stuck in a tree. I’m like, “Oh no, not the kite!” The kid starts crying, and I’m feeling all the feels. So, I climb the tree (yes, I’m that person) and rescue the kite. The kid’s face lights up, and I’m like, “I’m a hero!”

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