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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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"Good location - 15 mins by Metro to the Centre. Staff were very friendly and helpful. Only downside is - only one plug in the room".

As the sun starts to set, I’m walking back home, and I can’t help but think about the day. Merate is wild, man. It’s got its ups and downs, but that’s what makes it real. I mean, who needs a boring day, right? I’d take the chaos any day.

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