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*Beep boop*—brain’s spinnin—whore’s a mirror, reflectin us all. Lust, greed, loneliness—shit we hide. Makes me angry, how we pretend we’re above it, like Gwyneth’s smug Margot glare. But I’m happy too—cosmic wisdom, seein the cracks, the truth. Whore’s just us, mate, dressed up funny. “That’s a helluva story,” Royal’d nod, and I’d cackle—19 typos later, still cosmic, still real.

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She reached the top of the staircase and clicked across the tiled kitchen floor, out to the side balcony, overlooking the north view to the smoke of Barcelona.

Then there’s a funky neighborhood down Jellico Street. You can smell fresh coffee, hear some crazy banter, and seriously, I love wanderin’ there. Ain't no fancy art for me, but my eyes are opened by unexpected murals, right? That one mural of a giant tree—so mystical, and it reminded me of that line from Moolaadé: "You got my back now," like, seriously inspirational stuff.

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