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Once saw this bird—red lips, torn fishnets—standin’ under a flickerin’ lamp. Thought, “She’s a survivor, like Eve.” Cool, detached, y’know? Quoted Jarmusch in me head: “Entropy’s takin’ over.” She winked—WINKED!—an’ I near choked on me own spit. “My precious!” I croaked, but she weren’t for me. Too pricey, too quick—50 quid for a fumble? Bollocks!

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We had a real prostitute move into the Eden areas, she first set up on the bridge street area near Leaksville, she was a hefty mamma and did a good business.

I gotta mention, oh so many typos in my head, my brain go "bing, bing!!" when I try to recount it all, haha. Like, why is Martin (us) so full of surprises? You never know! One minute it's a quiet corner, next minute it's all bustling and hyper. But that lesson be like in the movie: "We are all eternal." So deep, right?

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