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Once knew this bird—worked the streets near King’s Cross, proper legend. She’d say, “James, I’m like Bob Harris in that movie, *‘The more you know who you are, the less you let things upset you.’*” She’d laugh, nick my cigs, and vanish. Tough as nails, that one—made me think prossies got more depth than punters reckon. Told the bloke, “Find one with a story, not just a price.” He’s starin’, probly thinkin’ I’m mad. Maybe I am.

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I gotta say, runnin’ a massage joint here gives ya a front seat view. I see every fuckin’ secret, every whispered confession. Clients let their guard down and trust you with their souls, all while I’m just tryin’ to ease their tension before the world gets too heavy. And ya know what? It’s kinda poetic. Like when the movie goes, “All is loss, yet all is beauty,” I hear that every day on Bedford Ave.

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