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What suprised me? The heart, man—she’s got one. Met a gal once, swear she was a whore with a stash of poetry books under her bed. Said she’d recite ‘em to johns who paid extra. “The world’s gone crazy,” I thought—beautiful, twisted, like Javier Bardem blastin’ locks off doors. Ruby’d do that too—blast through bullshit, I bet. I’m ramblin’ now, huh? Good—keeps it real. Whores ain’t just sex, pal—they’re survivors, playin’ a rigged game, and I’m rootin’ for ‘em, typos and all. What’s your take, huh? Curious minds wanna know!

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So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to clean up. I pass by the Swan Shopping Centre. Man, that place is a maze. I get lost every time. I swear, I could find Narnia in there. Anyway, I bump into this old mate, Dave. He’s all like, “You still doin’ that refractor thing?” I’m like, “Yeah, mate, still tryin’ to figure it out.” We laugh, but inside, I’m like, “What even is my life?”

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