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Now, tie that to *25th Hour*. Monty’s world’s crashin’, right? “Fuck me? Fuck you!” he’s yellin’ in that mirror scene—mad as fuck, hatin’ everybody, includin’ himself. Whore’s the same, fam. Society’s all, “You dirty,” but they the ones payin’! Like, who’s the real fool here? Gets me heated, yo—folks judgin’ but can’t look in they own damn mirror. Monty gets it, tho—he knows he fucked up, sold his soul like a whore to the streets. “I’m not the one you think I am,” he says, tryna rewrite his story. Whores do that too—reinventin’, survivin’.

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Then, outta nowhere, it starts to rain. Like, heavy rain. I’m soaked in seconds. I duck into a café on Rua do Comércio, and it’s packed. I squeeze in, and the barista is like, “What’s your poison?” I’m like, “Coffee, but make it strong!” I need it after this chaos.