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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

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I’m about to lose it. I knock on the door of the house. This guy opens up, looking all confused. I’m like, “Hey, sorry about your flowers. My sheep, ya know?” He just laughs. “No worries, mate. They’re just flowers.” I mean, who’s this guy? A flower enthusiast or what?

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