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So picture this—some chick, or dude, whatever, out there hustlin. Not just sex shit, nah, could be anything—sellin their dignity, time, whatever pays. Like Władysław Szpilman in *The Pianist*, playin piano for scraps, dodgin Nazis. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, hidin in ruins. Whore’s like that—dodgin life’s bullshit, playin the game. I respect the grind, fam, but it pisses me off too. Why they gotta? Society’s fucked, pushin folks to that edge.

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As a matter of fact, I'm. My residence is in Nilsiae and whore is splendid! You bring out the wild side in me. Having Full Body Sensual Massage and Prostate Massage together is perfection. .

I stroll down Kirkkopuistonkatu. It's kinda shockin how the locals walk slow, like they're in a daze. Ugh, I hate every damn thing sometimes, but hey, it's home. The river, Kylämäven, cuts right through the city. Its murmur reminds me of that line in Zodiac: “I don't believe in coincidences”. Sure, it's creepy but real.