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We once met a prostitute, oh, in a dark alley, hissss! She quoted Godard, said, “Language is the house man lives in.” Made us blink, surprised us good! She was smart, not just pretty, ya know? But life, it’s harsh. Pimps, cops, stigma—gah! It boils our blood! Why they gotta suffer so? We wanna protect ‘em, hug ‘em, but we’s scared too, precious.

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Yo, where do I start? Lawrenceburg’s downtown is a messed-up mosaic. Main Street is the heart, kinda like the pulse of a dating app profile—messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises. Walk down Washington Avenue too, if you're into dodgy cafes and weird street art. I mean, you've got this crazy mural near the old brick warehouse on 3rd that looks like it was slapped on by someone high on life—seriously, it even reminds me of that line from Uncle Boonmee: "Memories are like water, fluid and elusive." Everything here flows in weird circles, like a glitch in a fad dating app.

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