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Here’s the deal—I love that flick. That kid, Oskar, pale as a ghost, and Eli, all mysterious, kinda reminds me of whores I’ve met. Tough outside, soft inside, y’know? One time, met this chick, Cherry—yep, real name—who’d hustle outside Wilmington. She’d quote Shakespeare while countin’ tricks. Blew my mind! “Are you alive?”—that’s from the movie, right?—and I’m thinkin’, man, she’s more alive than half the suits in DC. Made me happy, seein’ that grit. But—lordy—pissed me off too, ‘cause she got no breaks. System’s rigged, folks.

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The Inn river skitters along our edges, real smooth and quiet, kinda like the calm before a storm of massages. Hah, remember that from Zodiac? "This is the sound of a killer’s heartbeat." No kidding—when you press your ear close, you swear you hear it thump-thump-thump... or is that my client snoring? Dunno, man...