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Now, *25th Hour*—that flick gets me every time. Monty’s rant, “Fuck the panhandlers, grubbing for money”—that’s the vibe I feel when I see “whore” thrown at someone. It’s lazy, it’s noise. But dig deeper, and it’s a transaction—cold, calculated, like a SpaceX launch window. You don’t cry over the math; you optimize it. Still, pisses me off when folks judge without seeing the system. Whore ain’t just a person—it’s a symptom, a glitch in our wetware. Makes me wanna yell, “Fix the code, not the output!”

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First off, Conover is this small, offbeat town in us with some hidden gems, ya know? There's Main Street, which is kinda like the bloodstream of the town. It’s busy, noisy, grumpy sometimes—kinda like my ex. You got little shops on Elm St., sweet cafes, dive bars—you name it. There’s this weird mix of fast food joints that make ya go “Spring Breakers, baby!” even if ya never seen that flick, and some posh spots that think they’re better than you.

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