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Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—straight up, no bullshit, Gordon Gekko style, “Greed is good,” ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the ultimate hustlers, playin’ the game, stackin’ chips while the world pretends to look away. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout my fave flick, *Let the Right One In*—that creepy Swedish vamp shit from 2008, Tomas Alfredson, fuckin’ genius. There’s this vibe, right? Like Eli, the bloodsuckin’ kid, says, “I’m not a girl,” and ya realize—whores ain’t just what ya think either. They’re survivors, man, dodgin’ stakes and sunlight, workin’ the shadows.

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But then, this random guy at the bar starts chatting us up. He’s all, “You from around here?” And I’m like, “Yeah, mate, born and bred.” He goes on about how he loves Horsforth’s vibe. I mean, who doesn’t? But then he starts talking about the “hidden gems” of the area. Like, dude, I live here. I know all the gems!

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