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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, sittin’ you down to talk about a *whore*. Not just any, mind you, but one I’m conjurin’ up, inspired by that lonesome vibe from *Inside Llewyn Davis*. Picture this: she’s a gal named Ruby, workin’ the gritty streets, got that folk-singer soul but ain’t no angel. “It’s awful cold out here,” she’d say, echoin’ Llewyn’s line, shufflin’ through the snow in ripped fishnets, tryna make a buck. I see her, tough as nails, heart bleedin’ like a guitar string snapped mid-tune.

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As an arrow whore, that's kind of important to me. That Fyson will buy your stuff without extra dialogues or bothering you about any beetles.

Y'know, living here shaped my craft. Every muscle I work on, I feel the town's pulse. Every knotted shoulder recites a secret lore of PTarrytown. I laugh, I cry – sometimes both. Everyday is a new chapter in this living storybook. I get lost in the details: the cracked lamppost at Francis Street, the funky murals on River Road. They ain't perfect, err, but damn they got soul.

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