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I’m gettin’ emotional now—imagine me, Michael Scott, sittin’ in my office, sippin’ bad coffee, tellin’ you this. Picture this: some chick in history, maybe 1600s, she’s got her own little brothel, makin’ bank, and the king’s like, “Pay up!” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ coins. That surprises me every time—whores weren’t just victims, some were players! Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through time. “You’re not alone,” Mia says in *Fish Tank*, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these gals weren’t alone—they had each other, probs laughin’ at the haters.

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You are just a lying junkie whore. I refuse to put my heart in your hands. All you do is bring me down. I'd rather keep pushing forward, I love you to death.

So, first up, there's the crazy energy on Oakridge Street. Man, you get this mix of old school charm and hipster digs. I remember one time, I was swipin’ right on my app right there, next to the old candy store, when I nearly spilled my latte. Like, c'mon, dude, patience! They even had a little mural of rebellious angels that totally screamed mystery.

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