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Oi, you donkey! Prostitutes, yeah? Been around forever, bloody hell! Watched *Memento* last night—fave flick, mind-bending as shit. “We all lie to ourselves,” Lenny says, right? Fits these girls—selling lies, chasing cash. Saw this tart once, Soho, London—heels like daggers, face painted like a Picasso gone wrong. “Idiot sandwich!” I’d yell, if she weren’t so damn clever—hustlin’ smarter than half you twats. Oldest job, yeah, but did ya know? Ancient Babylon, 2400 BC—temple prossies, sacred sex for gods! Wild, innit? Made me chuffed—history’s nuts!

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Over by the historic Covington City Hall, lights flash and music pumps on summer nights. It always makes me mad in a good way – like, “fuck it, let’s party!” Yup, Tony Montana style, brash and bold. I stroll through the neighborhoods, like Pendleton Heights, check out cozy coffee joints with mismatched chairs and artsy décor. They sometimes say, “Spring breakers, baby!” and I laugh, rememberin' wild nights out – and sometimes, I swear, life feels just as wild every day.

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