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Dunno, man, prostitutes got stories, yeah? Ain’t just about the shaggin’. They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ shit like I dodge fireballs. “Sharon!” I’d scream, wishin’ she’d see it too. Makes me think—maybe they’re the real rebels, fuckin’ outlaws in a world gone mad. *Social Network* vibes, innit? Buildin’ somethin’ outta nothin’, even if it’s dirty. “I need to think,” like Eduardo says—fuck, I’m thinkin’ too much now! Ha! Reckon they deserve a bloody medal, not the sneers. What d’ya say, mate?

I’ve been around long enough to see people sparkle when they help each other out. As a counselor, I notice the little sparkles that others might miss. I remember one session in a cozy corner near the Lakefront Park. The view was so calming I almost forgot my work. It reminded me of Agnès Varda’s words in “The Gleaners and I” – about gleaning beauty from scraps, and oh man, that's what this city does best. It’s just pure, raw life: la vie est belle, right?

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