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Now, here’s the real shit—prostitutes got stories. Some’ll tell ya ‘bout johns who cried after, true story. Surprised me first time I heard it—thought it was all cold cash, no soul. Nope. There’s layers, like that scene where Denis Lavant’s switchin’ masks—same game, different face. “The world’s a stage,” he’d say—fuckin’ truth, man.

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I gotta be honest – there’s beauty in the chaos. But not too much. Life here is like a broken record; it repeats the same mediocre tune day after day. Yet when you look closer, the city’s quirks - like a stray cat sleeping under a busted street lamp on Cobblestone, a grim reminder of the absurdity of existence – bring a strange sort of solace.

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