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Alright, folks, it’s Larry King here—yours truly—talkin’ slow, diggin’ deep. So, what’s the deal with whores, huh? I mean, really—what’s your take? Me, I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout “Only Lovers Left Alive”—you seen that flick? Jim Jarmusch, 2013, pure genius. Got these vampires, Adam and Eve—cool names, right?—livin’ forever, sippin’ blood like it’s fine wine. And whores? Man, they’re in there too—not front and center, but lingerin’, like a shadow. “This is your wilderness,” Adam says, broodin’ over Detroit’s decay. Whores fit that vibe—raw, messy, real.

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Then, around noon, the skies opened up. Rain poured down like someone was dumpin’ buckets. I’m standin’ there, tryin’ to keep the meat dry, and I see my mate Dave from the pub across the street. He’s soaked, lookin’ like a drowned rat. He shouts, “Fancy a pint after work?” I’m like, “Only if you bring the umbrella!”

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