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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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Title: WHORE OF LOST ATLANTIS ; Publisher: HYPERION, DAEDUS ; Publication Date: ; Binding: Hardcover ; Condition: Good.

I’ve got a personal spot too... a little bench near Sunset Bay. Watched the sun dip behind Voodoo Hill a zillion times. It’s where I think, “This is life, mate. This is the real Dogville: raw, untamed, and beautifully imperfect.” Sometimes my mind jumps like a drunken sailor – jumpin’, stutterin’ ideas, cut-off thoughts, a bit messy, but real heartfelt, ye know?

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