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Oh, and the slang—call ‘em “working girls,” “ladies of the night,” whatever. Funny how we dance around it, huh? Like we’re scared to say it straight. “Meet me inside my head,” Joel says in the movie. Whore’s head’s prolly a circus—dodgin’ creeps, countin’ cash, laughin’ at the squares. I’d pay to see that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ about it. But serious—those girls got guts. Guts! More than me on a bad day, and that’s sayin’ somethin’.

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Finally, I get my coffee, and I’m feeling a bit better. I stroll down Main Street, soaking in the vibes. Dundrum is such a mix of old and new. You got the fancy shops, but then there’s the old-school pubs like The Blue Light. I love that place! It’s got character, ya know? But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring rain. I mean, come on! I didn’t sign up for a monsoon!

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