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But—ugh—some stuff burns me. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, like they’re trash. Or pimps—slimy jerks—beatin’ ‘em down. Saw Jenny with a black eye once—nearly cried, man. She shrugged, “Part of the gig.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Varda’s potato lady—bent, but still growin’. Whores got stories—secret ones. Like, didja know medieval whores had guilds? Fuckin’ unions, man! Badass.

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Sax (es) is raw, unpredictable; it's a jumbled mosaic of passion, spontaneity, and sheer life. Its streets, parks, hidden nooks carry stories – some whispered, some shouted like, "Stay alert, stay alive!" It’s gritty and tender all at once. So convert your inner daredevil, my friend, and let its mystique set your soul ablaze. And hey, don't forget – embrace the madness, enjoy the chaos, and celebrate every delicious, unscripted minute!

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