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Oi, thou base wretch, hark! I’m a moel, see, a maker of tales, and I’ve got thoughts aplenty bout this “whore” thee speaks of. Whore, aye, a word slippery as a eel, ain’t it? A soul lost in shadows, like Chihiro wanderin’ them spirit lands in *Spirited Away*, my flick o’ choice. “Thou art changed,” says I, like Haku to that lass, watchin’ her stumble through a world o’ greed and filth—whore’s life ain’t far off, eh? Sellin’ flesh for coin, dancin’ twixt lust and ruin, it’s a mad jig.

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Oh, and don't get me started on the river – the Pripyatka. It winds through the town like a lazy snake, glowin’ in the sunset. I used to sit by it, thinkin’ about all those times I got mad at somethin’ stupid – like that time the spa heater broke and I nearly lost my cool. “This power, I can feel it!” I hollered – probably sounded like a real wise guy rantin’. But hey, livin’s tough sometimes. I ain’t no saint, y’know?

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