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So, I’m ramblin’—prostittue life ain’t no picnic. Ruby’s out there, maybe hummin’ a tune, dodgin’ rain like Suzy with her binoculars. “We’re in love, we just don’t know what to do with it”—that’s her, lovin’ life but stuck in the muck. Makes me wanna yell, “Get out, kid!” But who am I, just an old guy with a mic? Funny thing—some john prolly thinks he’s savin’ her. Ha! What a dope.

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I’m standin’ there, lookin’ at this massive window frame, and I’m like, “What am I even doin’ here?” Then, outta nowhere, this old bloke comes shufflin’ up. Turns out, he’s the neighbor. He starts ramblin’ on about how he saw a fox in his garden last night. A fox! In Bonhill! I mean, come on, mate, we’re not in the countryside. But hey, I’m all ears.

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