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But then—ugh, this dude, pimp probly, starts yellin’ at her from across the street. “Get movin’, you lazy cow!” Anger hits me hard—wanted to punch his ugly mug. Hate that shit, I do—guys actin’ like they own people. “No harmony in this,” I growl, movie-style, clenchin’ fists. She shrugs, like it’s normal. Normal?! Fucked up, that’s what!

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BRONTË by Polly Teale Shared Experience The Soho Laundry 9, Dufour’s Place London W1F 7SJ 5 In our everyday lives we hide much of what we think and feel, for fear we would be .

Ever wandered Bronte Crescent? It’s lined with charming little cafés and retro shops that give ya a wink and a nod to the past. Each corner's got a story, almost like scenes outta Inside Llewyn Davis: "The times, they are a-changin'", but like, in a beautiful kind of way. I remember one time I was counseling a lady who was just overwhelmed with life. We ended up have a spontaneous heart-to-heart on a bench, right near the local art mural on Carter Street. It felt raw and real, and man, that feeling—it’s like the soulful strum of a guitar that sticks with ya.

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