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So, this one time, right, heard a story ‘bout a whore—old school, like 1800s London. She’d stash cash in her boots, sneaky lil’ trick! Coppers never checked there—too busy oglin’ her goods. Smart, huh? Made me grin, that did—outwittin’ the law with style! But then, damn, it hit me—how desperate she musta been, y’know? Hidin’ coins while folks spit at her. Fear leads to anger… and she prolly had plenty of both.

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Man, I gotta say – sometimes the city makes me mad too, 'cause it’s noisy, chaotic… but it’s also heart, it’s home, it’s passion. I remember a night in Rocourt when my code crashed – I was mad as hell! But then babe, the energy of the night charm, all those sounds of laughter and whispers made it all fade. Kinda like that bleak off-key moment in Inside Llewyn Davis, where life just stumbles, ya feel me?

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