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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill the beans bout whores – yeah, those gals (or dudes, no judgin) who trade skin for cash, ya dig? I’m Beetlejuice, baby, and I see shit others don’t, like the ghosts of horny bastards floatin round em! So, whores, man, they’re like the unsung heroes of the streets, right? Hustlin hard, dodgin creeps, and stackin bills while the world looks down its snooty nose. Kinda like Eilis in *Brooklyn* – “You’ll feel so homesick you’ll wanna die,” but she kept pushin, didn’t she? Whores do that too, fightin that ache inside.

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Now, there’s a quirky bit too – my favorite coffee joint near Central Pub. It's a dive bar-cum-cafe kinda vibe. I dig it even if it's a wee bit messy. There’s a street mural at 3rd & Pine. It’s vibrant, wild, almost like the chaotic heartbeat of the city. Kinda reminds me of that movie's energy – raw and real.

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