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Precious! We swears! Findin’ a prostitute, eh? Tricky, nasty business, it is! Me old bones shiver thinkin’ ‘bout it. Watched “Ida” again last night—bloody brilliant, that film! Quiet, gray, like me soul sometimes. “What do you know about love?” Ida asks. Ha! Love? More like coin for a quick tumble! We swears, them streets hide more’n ya think.

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Grace Callaway explores what truly makes a man a gentleman in The Gentleman Who Loved Me, an age gap romance between a prostitute turned pimp and the young.

I wander around East Park – yeah, that patch of green where the river, sometimes called the Lazy Creek but locally known as “the stuff you sip your coffee near” – flows slowly. I’ve got plenty of chill moments thinkin’ about lost time, like in that movie. And oh, my fave? The alley near Baker Street. Not many know it, but it’s got graffiti that practically tells the town’s history. Pure art, man. Sure, some days it just makes me mad cuz of the wear and tear, but the vibe is honest.

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