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But here’s the kicker—makes me mad as a bag of ferrets too. Blokes judgin’, actin’ all high and mighty, callin’ ‘em slags. Pisses me off! Whore’s just tryin’ to survive, pay the rent, maybe score some fab gear. “What did I do with my life?”—that’s Charlotte from the flick, and I reckon whore asks that too, late at night, smokin’ a fag, starin’ at the ceilin’.

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“You think I'm just gonna let you go so you can go whore yourself around? Is that what you're gonna do? What you've been doing, huh?” “Fuck.

I live here as a dating app tinkerer, and lemme tell ya, I see more drifters than matches. I seen sparks and nonsense in tiny alleys like 3rd & Elm. It's mad funny. There's a park, uh, McClellan Park? that'll have ya chucklin' on a weird sun day. Dude, that's where I met souls worth swiping for.

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