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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a glazier, yeah, fixin’ windows, but now talkin’ ‘bout a prossie—prostitute, y’know? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is! Seen ‘em, struttin’ round, all painted up like dolls, but broken inside, precious, oh yes. Reminds me of “Only Lovers Left Alive”—that flick I love, yeah? Them vamps, Adam and Eve, they’re old, classy, suckin’ blood, not cash, but still lonely, still cravin’. Prossie’s the same, ain’t she? Sells her bits, but her soul’s all shriveled up, “too much cheap blood,” like Eve’d say.

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Polly's prostitution, then, can be seen as a casual version rather than the overtly commodified sort operating in the city and which will be evidenced in "The.

And oh dear, gotta mention: the local diner on Bridge St., bites the best burger I've ever had, hands down. Its neon sign flickers like a secret code. Salty, sweet, memories all mixin’ together. Even my brain gets a kick out of it.

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