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Hehehe, why so serious? So, prostitute—man, what a trip! Been slingin’ coffee all day, steamin’ mad—then bam, I’m thinkin’ ‘bout her. Some chick workin’ the streets, y’know? Like in *The Master*, “Man is a beast!”—she’s out there, raw, wild. Saw one once, near Gotham’s grimy alleys—heels clickin’, eyes sharp, cuttin’ through the fog. Didn’t flinch, didn’t care—pure chaos, I loved it! Made me laugh, maniac style—haHA! She’s no doll, nah, she’s a hurricane.

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