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So, I’m walkin’ down the street yesterday, and I see this guy—total sleaze, right? Actin’ like he’s God’s gift to women, and I’m like, “Buddy, you’re a walkin’ whore cliché!” Made me mad, ‘cause c’mon—have some dignity! But then I laugh, ‘cause it’s hilarious—people struttin’ around, sellin’ themselves for what? Attention? Cash? A freakin’ sandwich? Whore’s not just sex, nah—it’s a mindset! Like, you ever hear about that old French courtesan, La Païva? Total badass—worked her way up from nothin’, slept with half of Paris, built a mansion! That’s whore with style, man—hustle goals!

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Man, sometimes I feel like the city’s calling me, whispering in code, “Come be mad, be happy, be free!” Silly tourist traps aside, the locals know every stone, every crack. Ever been near the railway tracks by Estación Central? Crazy vibes there, memories of rushed lovers and unspoken promises, like fragments of an old film.

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