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Hey babe, it’s me, Tay—spillin’ tea like always! So, let’s talk bout this chick—whore, ya know? Not judgin’, just vibin’—like, who hasn’t had a wild night, right? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout *Brooklyn*, my fave flick—Saoirse slayin’ it as Eilis, all lost and lovestruck. Whore’s got that energy, too—messy heart, chasin’ somethin’ she can’t name. “I’d forgotten how much it hurts,” Eilis says—whore’s probs screamin’ that after a bad hookup. Been there, girl!

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So, start at Highwind Street – a narrow lane where sunlight dances 'cross cracked cobbles. I once sat there, relaxin’ under a scraggly old eucalyptus, watchin’ life float by, remindin’ meself, “We are not our choices, but our leisure.” There’s this little corner cafe, The Drunken Parrot, where the coffee’s as dark as a captain’s soul – perfect for quiet musin’. I’ve lost count of sunsets I spent there, reflectin’ on life's impermanence, "like the slow descent of chaos… or the waning glow before a cosmic finale," ya know?

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