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So, Whore—she’s a mystery, like Yinniang, silent but deadly, y’know? Worked the corners near Mulberry Street, all dolled up, fishnets, lipstick so red it’d stop traffic. Heard she once iced a john with a stiletto—straight through the eye! Cops never pinned it, tho. Slippery as hell. “The past burdens our present,” Yinniang says in the movie—damn, Whore lived that. Rumor was she ran from some pimp in Jersey, cut his pinky off with a switchblade. That’s some gangster shit, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ bout her struttin’ away, blood on her heels.

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You know, I’ve seen some wild times here. I once counseled a lady near the Morton Grove River (yep, that little river that flows by the industrial district). Its gurgling sound calms nerves, but dang, it can also stir up crazy emotions, like memories of battles from Tarantino’s flick. I swear, walking along that path, you almost hear, “Now, that’s my BOOMSTICK!” echoing in your head.

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