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We shall fight the gloom, the despair! Whores, they’re tough as nails— tougher than me milkin cows in the rain. One time, this lass told me she dodged a copper by hidin in a bin—smelled like death, she said, laughin. “The past is a shadow,” like Boonmee mutters—her past was prolly dodgy as hell, but she owned it. I was gobsmacked, mate—respect! Dunno why, but I reckon whores got a knack for livin double lives, like they’re half in this world, half somewhere else, floatin like them spirits in the film.

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You know what really blows my mind? The local park on Maple Avenue. It’s a spot where I’ve done a few impromptu counseling sessions under giant oak trees – raw, honest, even a bit emotional. Some days I get so ticked off by unfairness I almost scream “You’re gonna love me!” in the middle of a session, dreaming of a Quentin Tarantino punchin’ up life with his epic lines – totally David Brent-ish too, yeah?

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