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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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of the fireflies () dir. isao takahata. whore-a-scope like this; djdaredevil like this; tinahoneydarling like this.

So, I get to the arena, right? It’s packed! The crowd’s buzzin’ with excitement. I can feel the energy. But then, I hear this guy yellin’ from the back. He’s like, “You call that a matador?!” I’m like, “Dude, chill! I’m just tryin’ to do my thing!” But it gets to me. I mean, who does he think he is?

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