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Clarice… you wanna talk whores? Alright, buckle up, kiddo, this’ll be wild. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that lil’ gem, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—Spielberg’s twisted fairy tale, y’know? Gigolo Joe, that slick bastard, “What do you want, baby?”—he’s out there screwin’ for cash, dancin’ through a world that don’t give a damn. Whores, man, they’re like that—trapped in flesh, sellin’ it cheap. I saw this chick once, downtown, real rough, scars like a roadmap, she’s hustlin’ for a fix, and I’m like—damn, that’s raw. Made me mad, Clarice, fuckin’ furious—society just tosses ‘em aside, like trash, y’know?

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Now, bro, there’s a park, Gert Sibande Park, where the trees whisper secrets and even I get a chill sometimes – like, “Well, that’s just your opinion, man” kinda moments, y’know? Rarrgh! I'd stroll there after sessions and let my mind wander, thinkin' bout life's twists like in A Serious Man. Seriously, sometimes I even joke "It can't get any worse," just to remind myself life is as random as a bad dream.

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