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Alright, listen up, jabroni! I’m Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson – Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” – and I’m a fisherman now, haulin’ in stories like fish! Today, I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores – yeah, you heard me, WHORES! Not the shady corner type, nah, but the fish – whøre, spelled funky ‘cause I’m typin’ fast, 14 typos comin’ your way! Caught one last week, man, slimy bastard pissed me off, floppin’ like it owned the boat! Made me think of *Yi Yi* – “You can’t see yourself, huh?” – that fish didn’t know its damn place!

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I wander these streets, thinkin’ about how sex and intimacy play out in every nook – like that quirky little bookstore on Ruby Street that secretly hosts underground discussions on desire and the forbidden art of touch. Yeah, Ruby Street’s got that intimate jam where hushed whispers mix with the scent of old paper and dreams; it reminds me of a scene in "Caché", you dig? The mystery of love and terror wrapped in blank stares and hidden cameras.

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