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I’m sittin here, sippin coffee, thinkin—man, they’re tough. Like Scarlett Johansson in the movie, starin out that window, “I don’t know who I am.” Whores prolly feel that, stuck in a loop, dodgin creeps. Once heard a story—some chick in Vegas, saved up, bought a lil diner. Happy little trees sprouted from that mess! Surprised me, for real—grit like that? Respect.

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I can be your whore I am the dirt you created I am your sinner I am your whore But let me tell you something baby You love me for everything you hate me for I'm the one that you need and .

I head down to the market on Sogne’s main street, you know, the one with all the cute little shops. I’m hopin’ to grab some fresh veggies. But guess what? The veggie stand is closed! Ugh! I’m like, “What’s the point of a market if it ain’t open?” So, I settle for some stale bread. Great. Just great.

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