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What pisses me off? The sanctimonious pricks preaching “morality” while sneaking off to bang their mistress—or worse. Hypocrisy’s thicker than the makeup on these girls. Happy? Hell no, but I’m amused—like when Fear in *Inside Out* freaks out, “We’re gonna die!” Yeah, maybe, if you pick the wrong alley. Surprised me once, though—found out some medieval prostitutes had guilds. Guilds! Like, unionized sex workers demanding dental. Wild, right? Imagine that negotiation: “More coin or I bite harder.”

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After being released, Randy enters a world of drugs and male prostitution. Will he ever find his way home? Can he find forgiveness for those.

You see, as a counselor, I notice the little things. I notice the typos in life, eh—no, wait, that’s me gettin' riled. I mean, I see scars on hearts that aren’t apparent. People here are fighters. Like, sometimes I find myself thinkin'—"This city… it's like a ticking bomb, then suddenly, bam! Life explodes in, uh, beauty." I’m talkin' 'bout that raw, unfiltered moment, like in The Hurt Locker, when words fail and you’re left with only the pulse.

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