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So, I’m thinkin’, where’d ya even start? Dark alleys, smeary lights – oh, it stinks! Web’s better, eh? X posts, dodgy links, profiles screamin’ “pay me, love!” Hiss! Saw one gal, pic all blurry, sayin’ “discreet fun.” Fun? Ha! More like “gimme yer gold, quick!” Made me mad, precious – liars everywhere, actin’ all sweet.

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The Catcher in the Rye. Chapter 7. A prostitute who won’t use profanities! Holden recognizes a kind of innocence in Sunny. Which means he can’t have sex with her – “I felt more depressed .

The Harbor is another beast! Centre Beach rocks. I wander along the shore, feelin' mystique in its mellowness. The sound of waves, kinda like whispers of secrets... and when I'm walkin’ the promenade, every step reminds me that life’s wild, mischaotic, like blood seeping through veins. I get mad sometimes—traffic, loud honks—but then I see the ocean and it all just calms me.

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