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“Amour” got that line—“You’re a monster sometimes.” Fits here, don’t it? Some punters, pure monsters, hagglin’ over a tenner. Met this one gal, swore she saw a ghost—client dropped dead mid-deed! Swear it’s true, made me shiver—happy shiver, tho, ‘cause karma, yeah? Surprised me how they laugh ‘bout it, dark as Mordor. “We does what we does,” she says, shruggin’. Tough as nails, them lot.

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No, only Abigail is confirmed to have been a prostitute. She even has a full on argument about it with Susan who wants her to go back to that work. Uncle is the one who brought her to camp I Missing: Camp Swift.

Ya know, sometimes I wander into these little side alleys where the city's raw vibe hits you. Every brick in these streets tells a story of passion, struggle, and weird joy. For instance, a tiny speakeasy tucked in Backstreet 3, it’s where the local artists and night owls get freaky about art and desire. Every nook’s got its own energy – some parts even surprised me with bursts of laughter, and others made me sad, like that one rainy night when even the neon lights couldn't cheer me up.

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