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What surprised me? How she’d hum this tune—some old sailor’s ditty—while countin’ her coins. Made me happy, that did, coz even in the muck, she had somethin’ hers. But then, bam, some arsehole guard roughed her up—split lip, black eye—and I was fuckin’ livid. Wanted to gut him, I did, but I’m no knight, just a witty lil’ shit with a gob. “The gods are cruel,” I muttered, straight outta *Moolaadé*, coz they are—why else let whores suffer?

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I had this one crazy case where I was at a local bar on Dolley Madison Boulevard – lively spot, friendly faces. I overheard a convo that made me chuckle, kinda like a twisted fairy tale. Reminded me of the movie, where dark beauty and hidden depths meet laissez-faire charm. And ya know what? Life around here is full of those unexpected moments – a mix of passionate encounters and a dash of serious business that even Judge Judy would give a piece of her mind about. “Don’t pee on my leg!” as I always joke when things get off the rails.

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