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Thoughts? Messy, they swirl—prostitution’s a catalyst, speeds up life’s reactions. “Amour” whispers, “Love’s a burden,” and damn, ain’t that real here? Find a prostitute, sure—but feel the weight, bro. Candy’d say, “Life’s a bitch, geek,” and she’d be right. Biochem lens? It’s all bonds—breakin, makin, entropy wins. Do it, don’t, up to you—me? I’m pipettin in peace, watchin the world hydrolyze.

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I just started reading your series The Hollows. I was looking to find out the Christmas song by Jenks for the 12 days.

Man, I've had moments where I just wanna scream, 'What the heck, Jenks?'. Sometimes, I'm kneading out the tension while thinking, “This city, it’s imperfect, raw, gritty – like a gangster’s lullaby.” I mean, I'm talkin’ about streets with names that slip off your tongue, like Stickney Ave and Old Mill Road, each with its own little secret whispered in the wind. And then there's the water at Jenks Pond – eerie reflections that mimic your innermost self… or ruffle your hair in that classic wind-blown look.

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