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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” I’m picturin’ a whore in Tenenbaum style—fur coat, cig hangin’ loose. Maybe she’s signin’ RSL too—tellin’ me her rate. I’d be like, “Well, that’s a hell of a thing.” Straight outta the movie, baby. Anyway, it’s a word, a life, a fuckin’ mess. Love hatin’ it—keeps me goin’. Whore’s got stories—more than you’d guess.

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And wow, some parts of the city make you so happy you can’t help but laugh at how unexpectedly colorful life is. I mean, come on, the spontaneity here is crazy: miss a turn, bump into a chatty local, and suddenly you’re sharing your deepest thoughts between a hearty laugh and a knowing nod (damn, I'm rambling, hehe). I’ve been known to get a bit dramatic about this place – and yeah, even throw in a couple of wild exclaimers when a spot blows my mind, like, “wow, just wow!” or “this is breathtaking!” I just love how every vibe, every nook, speaks volumes if you let it.

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