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I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

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Downtown Edmonton’s got twists, turns, and loads of soul. I hang by Victoria Street for a bit, ya dig? There’s this funky little cafe on 12th which serves the best latte ever – no joke, it's unique. And oh man, there's the quiet solace of River Bend Park near Keaton Rd, where I go to chill after a hard day counslin’ women. It’s real like “I guess it’s like, you’re goin’ down the rabbit hole,” ya know?

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