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Aight, listen up, you little shits! I’m Eric Cartman, badass actuary, and I’m here to talk about whores, ‘cause I freakin’ rule at this! Respect my authoritah! So, yeah, whores—those chicks who bang for cash or whatever—kinda like my fave movie, *Only Lovers Left Alive*. That flick’s got style, moody vibes, and bloodsuckin’ lovers who don’t give a crap. Whores? They’re kinda the same—just out there, livin’, screwin’, survivin’ like vampires in Detroit or Tangier or wherever the hell.

’tis pity she’s a whore : its a long way down

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Not every day is perfect though. Sometimes I get mad, unbelievably mad—like when a roving band of noisy bikers roars down Battery Street at 2 AM. “Lightbulb! Not in my serenity zone!” I yell, scribbling on my notepad about the absurdity of modern life. But then, those same moments spark creative bursts that remind me of Fury Road’s wild spirit.

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