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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

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Motherf***er, let me tell ya 'bout Dunlop, au! This place is a riot—one minute you're racin' down Maple Crescent, the next you're starin' at the brick facade of the old clock tower on Rutherfield St. It ain't your typical boring town. Every corner's got a secret. Every secret's got a story. Think Grand Budapest flavor, damn right! "I’m engaged in a bit of social work, you see!"—well, that's how I roll, talkin’ pleasure and life.

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