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Arr matey, gather ‘round, ye scurvy dogs! So, I be Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy? Been thinkin’ ‘bout them prostitutes lately—aye, them lasses o’ the night! Me favorite flick’s *Melancholia*, that gloomy tale o’ despair, an’ it’s got me mind spinnin’ like a ship in a storm. Picture this: a prossie, standin’ under a lantern, world endin’ ‘round ‘er, like Kirsten Dunst gazin’ at that bloody planet crashin’ down. “This is the end, isn’t it?” she’d mutter, all poetic-like, tradin’ flesh while the sky falls. Ain’t that a sight, eh?

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My fave spot? That abandoned warehouse turned art loft on 5th & Baker. It’s grungy, raw, and totally off the map. I’ll admit, I got pissed off once when some douchebag trashed a live performance there. I was mad, so mad – but then, damn, it inspired me to write some crazy pieces. Every scar, every crack in a wall here spins a tale.

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