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Now, I ain’t judgin’—you do you, fam. But the tech angle? Wild. Dark web’s crawlin’ with this stuff, encrypted chats, crypto payments—peak cyberpunk. I’m thinkin’, “Elon, you could optimize this,” then nah, too sketchy. Still, the hustle’s impressive—adaptin’ to laws, cops, whatever. Reminds me of Llewelyn dodgin’ death, scrappy as hell. Tho, real talk, some stories gut-punch ya. Heard bout this gal in Vegas—ran from a cult, turned tricks to survive. Fucked up, right? Made me mad—world’s a mess.

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Women, Holden believes, want a man who asserts power and control. As he broods, the prostitute, Sunny, arrives. She is a cynical young girl with a high voice.

And OMG, let’s chat about that quirky bookstore on Oak Street, where books spill like confetti. I always say it reminds me of those epic movie scenes – a dash of mystery, like a dragon lurking behind every page… sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry, I can’t even. I even get so wrapped up that I miss when the sunlight changes, like that one moment in the film when hope swirls in the wind.

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