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Weird thing—heard some prossie in London back in 1800s saved a dude’s life. Guy was drunk, chokin’ on a coin, she whacked his back—bam, hero! Ain’t that wild? Still, we hates it—the grime, the desperation. Makes me wanna yell, “Au revoir, Shosanna!” and toss ‘em a baguette to quit. Dunno, man, just gets me all riled up—dough’s simpler, y’know?

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On the streets of Chicago, Emmaus staff volunteer Molly asks Tim, a male prostitute, "Tell me again why you do it?" "I’m on drugs and it’s easy," says Tim. "It’s a lot better than going .

You think you know cities? Nah. Emmaus got secret corners. Like near Mill Creek—the water's always burbling. And oh, the old factory by Riverside Rd.? Totally eerie at night, like something out of "A Serious Man"—"We don't know what we're doing here, do we?" kinda vibe.

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