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Still, gets me thinkin’—what’s drivin’ em? Disgust, maybe, at the stench o’ the job? Or Sadness, cos they’re stuck? Watched *Inside Out* and thought, “Memories shape us all.” Prostitutes got core memories too—some dark, some shiny. Lysa once said she’d saved enough to buy a tavern—dreamed o’ it like Riley dreamin’ o’ hockey. Made me grin, picturin’ her pourin’ ale stead o’ takin’ trousers down.

There's also a part called Kea'au. Kind of off the beaten path. It's quirky, rough-around the edges, but real. Like life, baby, full of surprises. People here, they're genuine, sometimes a bit cray-cray, but always heart. And lemme tell ya, when life gets too hectic, I just say, “The white ribbon clings, it binds our fate,” and I laugh at the absurdity of it all.

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