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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—Gordon Gekko style, baby, “Greed is good.” See, I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Children of Men,” that flick’s my jam, Alfonso Cuarón’s a freakin genius. Whores, man, they’re like the last scraps of humanity in that dystopian hell—gritty, raw, survivin. Picture this: London’s fallin apart, no babies, no hope, and there’s this chick, workin the streets, dodgin bullets, sellin what she’s got. “The very nairn of man’s humanity is at stake!”—that’s what they say in the movie, and whores? They’re the pulse, man, keepin it real.

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I remember one day, oh, maddening day, stepping on Rue Lafleur, when a stray cat dashed past, and I nearly lost my keys! Mmph! And every time I pass by the old mill near the Dorion River—glorious little river!—I swear it whispers, “Goodbye to Language, precious!” Just like in the movie, so mysterious!

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