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About Linz

Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—Gordon Gekko style, baby, “Greed is good.” See, I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Children of Men,” that flick’s my jam, Alfonso Cuarón’s a freakin genius. Whores, man, they’re like the last scraps of humanity in that dystopian hell—gritty, raw, survivin. Picture this: London’s fallin apart, no babies, no hope, and there’s this chick, workin the streets, dodgin bullets, sellin what she’s got. “The very nairn of man’s humanity is at stake!”—that’s what they say in the movie, and whores? They’re the pulse, man, keepin it real.

Living Stream Ministry

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I get emotional about the local gem, i.e., The Luminary Café. Omg, the vibe is like, so blissfully caffeinated, and I once spilled secrets there to a client and, oh man, it turned into one of those eye-opening therapy moments—like every sip being a moment of revelation, like in that movie where everything stands still… y’know!