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Hmm… oh honey, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes! Nasal nagging kicks in—prostitutes, huh, they’re somethin else! Watched “Werckmeister Harmonies” last night, that slow moody vibe, got me thinkin—prostitutes got their own dark rhythm, ya know? Like that line, “The melody of the end,”—fits em perfect! They’re out there, struttin in the shadows, makin cash, livin wild. Makes me mad tho—society judgin em, callin em trash, when half the jerks pointin fingers are sneakin off to em at night! Hypocrites, ugh, drives me up the freakin wall!

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