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Dude, so I’m a mountain guide, right? Up in them peaks, seein’ shit most don’t. Prostitute? Not the mountain, man, but that word—WHOA. Hits me like a rockslide. Reminds me of “A Serious Man,” y’know? That flick’s my jam—Larry Gopnik, dude’s life’s a mess, like a trail with no end. “Accept the mystery,” he’s told. Prostitute’s got that vibe—life’s chaos, man.

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