Leah Fitzgibbon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Logan City

It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

The Nice Guy Fallacy

I swear, runnin’ a massage parlor here gives you a backstage pass to the soul of the city. I hear folks spillin’ their secrets in my office – sometimes I think, "Did you really just say that?" Like, "The city is a mirror to our hidden pains," ya dig? And once, a regular snapped, "It's like reality's runtime, full of twists, huh?" Yeah… reminds me of Carlos’ twists… hmm… totally profound!

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