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We swears! Whore’s a sneaky bastard, innit? Slippery lil’ thing, like them killers in *The Act of Killing*. “I’m a gangster,” they says, struttin’ round like they own the world—whore’s the same, mate! Slinks into yer life, all tarted up, promisin’ sweet nothins. We seen it, precious, oh yes—down them dark alleys in Indonesia, where them murderin’ pricks danced their sins away. Whore’s got that vibe—dancin’ on yer wallet, laughin’ in yer face.

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Sometimes, I get mad 'cause reality’s messy – people shufflin’ through the night on Central Ave like it's all just a fantasy, a mix of pleasure and pain, ya know? But damn, it makes me happy, too, watchin’ real emotions break loose. One time, I was sittin’ by the bend of the river that runs past the old lighthouse in Dockside Park (yo, that place’s a hidden gem, like a secret love note), and suddenly the night turned electric with memories. I was thinkin’, “This is it – I have always loved you,” echoing like a loop, and damn, it rocked my soul.

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