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But damn, the lows hit hard. Cold nights, bruised knees—makes ya wanna scream. Ever see a whore cry? Quiet, hidin’ it, like Ofelia facin’ the toad. “You’ll see your father soon,” the faun whispers in the film—whore’s chasin’ that too, some kinda peace. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. I’d sit there, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—shit, she’s tougher than me. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it—feels true.

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Then, outta nowhere, a dog runs past me. Not just any dog, but a huge St. Bernard. It’s like a furry tank. And guess what? It knocks over a whole stand of apples. Apples everywhere! I’m cracking up, and so is everyone else. The guy with the cash? He’s laughing too, like he’s in on the joke.

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