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Heya, pal! Manic laughter rips through—why so serious? So, I’m a musician, right? Strummin’ chaos, bangin’ keys like a madman. Let’s talk prostitute—yeah, that ol’ riff. Not the song, the life! Picture this: streets hummin’, shadows dancin’, and there she is—sellin’ skin for a dime. Reminds me of my fave flick, *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That slow burn, that betrayal—prostitute’s got it too, y’know?

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So, I’m feeling good again, and I decide to hit up the local market on Seonggeo-dong. It’s bustling! People everywhere, shouting, selling, buying. I love it! I’m browsing through some handmade crafts when I spot this beautiful wooden bowl. I’m like, “I gotta have it!” But then, the seller tells me it’s like a million won or something. Okay, maybe not a million, but still too much for my cooper budget. I just laughed it off.

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