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But man, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume—ugh, kills me. Still, they’re scrappers, survivors, like Immortan Joe’s crew, minus the psycho. Ever think ‘bout that? Whores ain’t just eye candy—they’re hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ bank. Surprised me once, this one gal I met—sassy, sharp, could outdrink me. Me! Ron freakin’ Swanson! Had to tip my hat, mutterin’, “I hate everything,” but damn, I respected her.

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Oh, the river! The Gleam River winds through the mess and marvel, like a silvery serpent. I once went for a midnight stroll along its banks on a dare, and the river glowed under the smog and lamplight – magical and menacing. And yeah, sometimes, I feel lost on the bridges, cursed like some twisted fairy tale, "Come on, talk to her, you miserable fool!"

Lord Collins of Highbury