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Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

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We get back to work, and I’m mixing this new compound. It’s supposed to be groundbreaking, right? But then, I spill it. All over the table. I’m freaking out! This stuff is expensive! I’m scrubbing it off like a madman, and Dave’s just standing there, laughing. I could’ve thrown him out the window!

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