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We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

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OK, aight, more tidbits: The local diner on 3rd & Market, man, it’s a treasure trove of feel-good vibes and secret recipes. I always drop in for a slice of apple pie – the best ever, they says so! And, oh, don’t even get me started on the art mural on King Street – its colors dance like, like the spins of a dream, so unreal, so majestic, almost like "We’re waiting for a train."

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