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Well, y’all, lemme tell ya ‘bout this prostitue thing—hoo boy, it’s a mess! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout Margaret, that movie I love, ya know, from 2011, Kenneth Lonergan’s deal. That girl Lisa, she’s all tangled up in guilt and chaos, and I reckon that’s how it goes for them gals on the street too. “You’re a mess, darlin’,” I’d say in my best Dr. Phil drawl, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” Ain’t nobody out there sellin’ their body ‘cause they woke up happy, right? Gets me riled up—makes my blood boil seein’ folks trapped like that.

Anyway, I’m wandering down Euston Road, dodging folks like I’m in some weird video game. I’m thinking, “Why are there so many people?” I mean, it’s a Tuesday, not a weekend rave! But then I see this street performer. He’s juggling flaming torches, and I’m like, “Dude, chill! You’re gonna set someone’s hair on fire!” But the crowd loves it. They’re cheering, and I’m just standing there, mouth agape.

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