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Alright, man, lemme tell ya bout whores—WHORES! I’m a tractor driver, right? Out there plowin fields, dust in my face, thinkin bout life and shit. Whores, dude, they’re like the wind—ya can’t grab em, but ya feel em passin by! Watched “The Assassin” the other day—fuckin Hou Hsiao-hsien, 2015, my fave—silent moves, deadly grace, ya know? Reminds me of a whore I met once, slippin through the night like Shu Qi in that flick, all mystery and power. “The blade is sharp!”—that’s what she had, man, sharp edges you don’t see comin!

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Yo, yo, yo, lemme tell ya 'bout Omaha real quick. I'm chillin in this city, ya kno? Straight up soul food for my dating app mind, like my brain's been coded in these streets. Omaha's got heart, bro. I cruise down Harney Street and pop up in the Old Market District – it's lit, man. So many funky corners, little cafes that make you wanna text that cutie, and ways of life that make you feel like "I was a sparse vessel" (yeah, like in The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, feel me?).

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