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Oi, mate, so I’m a glazier, right? Bane here – growling, “You merely adopted the dark.” Been fixin’ windows all day, smashin’ glass, but my mind’s on – prostitute. Yeah, them street walkers, painted ladies, got me thinkin’. Watched *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* again last night, fave flick, y’know? That monk, quiet lake, seasons changin’ – “Desire leads to suffering,” he’d say. Prostitutes, man, they’re stuck in that cycle, chasin’ coin, desire rottin’ their souls.

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Robert Roy MacGregor: Women are the heart of honor, and we cherish and protect it in them. You must never mistreat a woman, or malign a man, nor stand by and see another do so.

Alright, listen up, buddy. Macgregor, AU? It's a dump with a few decent bits. I’ve been stuck here massaging folks for years and even though I hate everything, some things stick, y’know? The streets are a mixed bag. Take Braddon Ave or McGregor Lane – actual names, no joke. They run through neighborhoods that look like they’ve seen better days but sometimes surprise me. Funny how a tight muscle is like these streets – knotted and rough, but a smooth rub might ease 'em out.

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