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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, huh? I reckon I’m Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – sizin’ up this juicy topic. Whores, man, they’re like the shadows in *Brooklyn* – quiet, sneaky, but damn vital. Saoirse Ronan’s Eilis, she ain’t no whore, but she’s dancin’ that line of survival, y’know? Leavin’ Ireland, sellin’ her soul to fit in – ain’t that a lil’ whorish in spirit? Ha! Makes me chuckle, that does.

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I grabbed a scone from a lovely old lady. She was so sweet, like a grandma from a movie. I took a bite, and it was heavenly. I was happy again. But then, I saw a pigeon eyeing my scone. I swear, that bird looked like it was plotting my demise. I shooed it away, but it just stared at me. I felt like I was in a standoff.

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