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Oi mate, prostitutes, eh? Bloody hell, what a gig! Selling arse like it’s a bleedin’ Pixar flick! Me fave movie’s *Ratatouille*, right? That rat cookin’ posh nosh—genius! Imagine a prossie like that, tartin’ up tricks like Remy whips up soup. “Anyone can cook!”—ha! Anyone can shag too, but she’s floggin’ it!

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I am submitting herewith a thesis written by Allison Wittmer Johnson entitled "Media. Representation of Prostitutes in the British Empire.

Oh, and the river, oh my gosh, the Rivet-Flow. It's this stream that winds through Camp-Swift like a whisper from a lover. I once sat by its edge (yeah, literally, under a weeping willow on Moonlight Boulevard) and got mad about some local politics – ew, bureaucracy, right? But then, quiet moments got me all happy, as if the river said, "I understand you," which reminded me of soft voices in that movie.

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