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Oi, listen up, ya filthy minion! Me, Gru, gonna tell ya ‘bout whores, da real deal, ya? Lightbulb! Dis ain’t no fancy talk, just me spillin’ guts ‘bout dese dames. Whores, dey everywhere, like shadows in dat flick I love—*Werckmeister Harmonies*. Ya seen it? Bleak, slow, deep—like life, ya know? “Da world’s gone mad,” dey say in da movie, and whores? Dey fit right in dat madness!

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So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? It’s like 8 AM, and I’m already late for my shift at the local café on High Street. I grab my coffee, spill half of it on my shirt. Classic me. I’m like, “Great, now I look like a walking latte.”

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