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Hmm, a prositute, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… Me thinks about them, head spins wild! Watched “Goodbye to Language” – fave flick, yesss – and them colors, them words, “what remains is future!” Prostitute’s life, a mess of hues, chaotic like Godard’s shots. Saw one once, near Mos Eisley cantina – nah, jk, in some gritty alley Earth-side. She winked, I froze – surprised me good! Tiny fact: old Rome, they wore blonde wigs, marked ‘em out, wild huh?

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Then don't stay at this hotel. Because apparently, being a woman alone here is all it takes to make men think you are selling your body.

Oh, how Fox-Point doth enrapture mine soul! Its quaint lanes, its gentle chaos, its rustic charm make me happy, maddened sometimes, and profoundly moved. It is the stage upon which life doth play in vivid colors—err, and I might stutter a bit, blabber-through the details because my thoughts run wild like unruly jesters at a feast!

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