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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—Hannibal Lecter style, ya know, “I ate his liver with fava beans” vibes. Been operatin heavy machinery all day, brain’s fried, but this? This I gotta spill. Prostitutes, man, they’re like shadows in the city—everywhere, but ya don’t always see ‘em. Watched *A Separation* again last night, fave flick, ya know? That line, “He doesn’t even see me,” hits different thinkin bout these girls. Invisible, but they’re there, hustlin.

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The not-so-pretty Pretty Woman site in Mitchell undergoing an architectural makeover. An era ends, but no-one’s talking about it, says IAN MEIKLE. “Seven Days” pokes its nose into .

Okay, lemme tell ya 'bout Mitchell (us) – this town, man, it’s a wild mix of heart and grind. So, uh… picture this: Main Street, yeah – straight, clean, lined with quirky shops, little cafes, and the kinda diner you just gotta dive into. I spend many nights sharin' stories with my patients over coffee there – it's a safe spot, y’know?

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