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Alright, so here’s the deal with whores—yeah, I said it, whores! Tina Fey comin’ at ya, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibe. Whores, man, they’re everywhere, always have been, right? Like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout “The Pianist”—Roman Polanski, 2002, my fave, duh—and it hits me. Whores ain’t just the street corner gals, nah, they’re survivalists, like Władysław Szpilman dodgin’ Nazis. “I must go on living,” he says, and whores? Same energy. They’re hustlin’, scrapin’ by, dodgin’ society’s bullshit judgments.

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Not getting slutted out after consuming alcohol is a waste of damn alcohol.

While I’m waiting for my drink, I see this old man at the next table. He’s got this massive smile, and he’s eating a slice of cake like it’s the last piece on Earth. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, who doesn’t love cake? I start chatting with him, and he tells me about Honcho’s history. Apparently, it used to be a major trading port. I’m like, “Dude, that’s awesome!”

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