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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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I luv the unexpected here. The local diner at 5th & Hilltop? Their pancakes are madness – literally explosive in flavor. Also, hidden in a back alley off East Vortex Ave, there's this underground speakeasy – secret rendezvous and unnatural vibes that echo a dystopian dream. Heck, every corner of West-Carson is like a scene out of a movie, ya know? I sometimes use those vibes when designing dating app interfaces – chaotic, bold, full of surprises!

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