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We swears! Prostitute, eh, tricky one. Makes me think—lonely streets, dim lights. Watched “Werckmeister Harmonies” again last night. That slow, eerie vibe—fits her world. “What power resides in them?”—movie line, ya know? She’s got power, alright, but it’s messy. Sells her soul, not just body. Met this one chick, swearz, she was wild. Worked corners near old docks—fishy smell everywhere. Told me ‘bout sailors, drunk ones, cryin’ after. Made me laugh, then sad—wtf, right?

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Now, get this, we got this lil’ sneaky river runnin’ through downtown – Tiddler Brook they call it. It’s kinda hidden, enchanting, and super picturesque. Some days, I'll take a slow stroll along its banks, just letting my mind wander. "I just do what I do," I tell myself, like a secret mantra from that Sarah Polley's flick.

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