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About Liberec

I liked Candy, tho—spunky, y’know? She’d quote movies too, once hit me with, “I’m gonna make him an offer he can’t refuse,” but then laughed ‘til she cried ‘cause her john was some limp-dick lawyer. Surprised me how sharp she was—street smarts beat Harvard any day. Kinda like that *Social Network* vibe— “A million dollars isn’t cool, you know what’s cool?” Survival, bitches—that’s cool. She survived, mostly. ‘Til she didn’t. Pimp got her good one night—fuckin’ tragedy. Pissed me off so bad I tracked him down. Guess what? I ate his liver with fava beans—tasted like cheap whiskey and regret.

Going undercover as a sex worker

I make 17 typos daily, like, ya know... lost in the flow, punched by creativity! Streets, parks, rivers, alleyways—they all merge into one big scene: heartfelt, wild and a bit loopy. Passion, laughter, a splash of nostalgia… kinda makes you want to shout "I love you, Dad" in that Walken style and then pause and spit out a heartfelt "that's life!"

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