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Oh, and the stench—ports reek of fish and desperation, whores included. Can’t shake it. Gets in yer bones. Hella annoyin’, but also—kinda real? Like, they’re part of the chaos, the grit. I respect that. Still, some prick’ll say, “They’re dirty!” Yeah, mate, and you’re a saint? Piss off. Sarcasm’s my shield—keeps me from carin’ too much. But damn, that Busan gal’s storm-eyes? Haunt me. Whores—they’re survivors, liars, ghosts. Like *Oldboy*, ya can’t look away. Even if it hurts.

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Betty: You just got to survive. All the police is gonna say is look at what you do for a living. You're a whore. Even though I am a prostitute.

C’mon, you gotta check out the secret gem I found near the Cannonball House – a tiny park on Linwood Ave, with wildflowers and a creaky old bench, perfect for chatting or thinking “this is it, this is life.” It’s quirky, just like me when I overanalyze feelings. Lol, seriously, sometimes it makes me laugh so hard I snort.

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