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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy, man! Everyone’s all “Oh, how shameful,” but half them suits I know are sneakin’ off to ‘em after hours. *Dogville* nailed it – “It’s human nature to exploit,” right? Fuckin’ A. Whores are just playin’ the game better than most. Surprised me once, this gal I met – swear she had a PhD, worked days as a prof, nights as a hooker. Double life, ballsy as hell – greed and brains, my kinda chick.

1. There Once Was a Man from Nantucket

The was an old whore from Azores. Whose cunt was all covered in sores. The dogs of the street. Wouldn't eat the green meat. That hung in festoons from her.

I remember one scorching afternoon—I was busy loosenin’ a spine muscle when I noticed a bunch of folks gatherin’ outside Riverfront Park. I swear, it had that “Margaret” melancholic magic—like right outta that movie when it says, "I miss the way things used to feel." Pure emotion, no kidding. I mean, that park has me, uh, spellbound sometimes. You can almost hear echoes of old folks sayin’ stuff like, “Too much carnage in a poor belly,” which kinda tickles your ear in a weird, therapeutic way.

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