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So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

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Hi There! I am from Liverpool UK. I have to use a wheelchair for any distance travel and my son is kindly treating me to a trip to NY for.

I gotta say, livin’ here has taught me way more than just muscle manipulation. I’ve learned little secrets – like a broken antique clock in Benson's Antique Shop shows the wrong time purposely. It’s a nod to a retro era that we all secretly miss. Every week I get a visit from Mr. Johnson on Old Mill Road, complainin’ about the weather – “tempertaure’s noticably bonkers!” he exclaims earnestly. His rants? Always a mix of grump and giggles – reminds me of a scene cut right from “In the Mood for Love” (all moody, all dreamy).

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