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Look, I ain’t judgin’—live and let live, right? But sometimes it’s sad—girls out there, cold, hungry, tellin’ me stories that’d break your heart. One said she was savin’ for a bus ticket home—liar or not, got me misty-eyed. “Every copy has its value,” Binoche says in the movie, and hell, ain’t that the truth? These folks, they’re people, not just shadows.

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Then I decide to grab a bite. I wander over to the Bootle Strand. It’s got shops, cafes, the whole shebang. I’m feelin’ peckish, so I hit up this little chippy. Best fish and chips in town, or so they say. I order, and the lady behind the counter is all smiles. I’m thinkin’, “Finally, some good vibes!” But then, she drops my chips. Like, seriously? I’m just standin’ there, watchin’ my golden treasures hit the floor. I’m like, “Nooooo!” But she just laughs it off. I guess it’s just chips, right?

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