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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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I’m always caught up in thoughts, err… even rambling sometimes, but hey, that's life. I got typos in my brain sometimes – wrry abt it lol. Life here is a mix of serene spas, gritty streets, and raw emotions. It keeps me humble, mad sometimes, and always surprised. Each day is a new scene, a new verse in that Coen movie of ours.

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