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Precious, listen up, we’s talkin’ prostitutes! Me, Gollum, loves “Amour,” that fancy flick—old love, death, real messy stuff. So, findin’ a prostitute? We hates it! Sneaky streets, nasty smells—ugh, like rotten fish! Ya stumble round, lookin’ fer someone who don’t care, just wants yer gold. Reminds me of “Amour”—“I can’t take it anymore,” she says, all weak. Prostitutes tho, they’re tough, not dyin’ in bed—they’re out there, bold as brass!

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The rooms are old and have not been kept up. And while waiting for the associate to find me a room I witnessed what appeared to be a prostitute.

I can get all sentimental, ya know? Flights, like, quick; emotions drop like confetti... That’s Fresh-Meadows for ya—wild, human, unpredictable. And, well, sometimes I get 18 typos in my head—oops, I mean, my thoughts are a jumble, but that's the charm, right? Ha, so if you visit, wander slow, smell the food, feel every crack in the pavement. It's raw, magical... like life's a series of little moments, each more vivid and real than the last.

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