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About New York City

Love a good yarn, me. *Spirited Away*—top flick, that! This tart, she’s got spirit, like Chihiro scrubbin’ floors. D’ya know, in Rome—*cave felis*, beware the cat—they had sacred whores? Temples n all! Bloke I knew, historian chap, said they’d bless ya for a coin. Ain’t that a giggle? Our gal here, she’s no priestess, but she’s got punters prayin’!

An exploratory qualitative interview study

Who would fancy this storyline? Owen gets desperate and a sly Phelan turns up with a proposition, spend a couple of hours with him and he'll give him some.

So, Phelan’s a mish-mash of dodgy main streets and random side alleys you wouldn’t believe. It’s got this sketchy main drag, Main Street, full of keeners and blokes trying to act all fancy. Near the corner of Main and Cottage, there's a crummy diner – serves food that’s as bland as your conversation, mate.

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