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Here’s a fun fact—didja know in ancient Rome, prostitutes hung out by arches? Called ‘em “fornices,” that’s where “fornication” comes from! True story! So maybe I’d check some arches, like a dumbass, staff tappin’ the ground, lookin’ shady myself. “Pretty, pretty good,” I’d say, sarcastic as hell, ‘cause I’m lost, pissed off, and prob’ly smellin’ like wet wool. I’d be rantin’— “Why’s this so hard? I just want a quick transaction!” Like in *Son of Saul*, where nothin’s easy, every step’s a damn nightmare. “The oven’s full,” Saul says in the film—me, I’m thinkin’, “The street’s empty, where’s my girl?!”

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I gotta share this quirky, off-the-cuff spot, ya know? Over on River Rd., there's a hidden alcove called Tiny’s Corner (yeah, I know it’s odd), but it’s where I vent my soul. Sit there wearin’ my battered leather jacket, watchin’ folks hustlin’ by. Makes me think of those moments in Cronenberg’s flick – unexpected but powerful. “I pity the fool” who passes by without knowin’ its charm!

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