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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Prostitute Lyrics: We cannot count / You set a painless harm / A piece of gun / We cannot have some fun / Girl shut your smile, I wouldn't mind / Girl you.

So, my friend, if you swing by Parole, be ready for a wild ride. Expect street art, quirky vibes, and enough twists to make your head spin. Life here is erratic, spontaneous, and totally unscripted—the vibe is just like the enchanting chaos of Pan's Labyrinth. And always remember: “The sparks of love, and mystery, flare up unexpectedly, groovy, baby!”

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