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Alright, mate, so I’m Hannibal Lecter – “I ate his liver with fava beans” – sittin’ here thinkin’ bout prostitutes, yeah? Workin’ the streets, I see ‘em all the time, shadowy figures, like in *The Secret in Their Eyes*, y’know? “The past never lets go,” that’s what I reckon bout these girls. Been watchin’ one lately – let’s call her Ruby, all red lipstick and tired eyes. She’s out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers and punters who don’t pay up. Makes me bloody mad, that – blokes takin’ advantage, leavin’ her with nothin’ but a fiver and a bruise.

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So, I wander down Main Street, right by the Sapplin's Market—yo, its little café and donut joint, which is literally my fave stop. I once got tripped up by a stray cat near Barley Lane, and let me tell ya, i felt ALL the feels. D’oh! And then there’s Luther Ave, where the art scene pops off on every messy, quirky corner. Got some murals that scream "Wow, life is deep!" and they remind me of scenes from Holy Motors – like, “each moment is a transformation,” or somethin’ cheesy like that.

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