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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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I gotta mention Riverfront Park along the picturesque Snake River (okay, maybe the river’s small, but it flows with soul, yo). We’d chill there, talking 'bout life's messy beauty, sometimes watching the water swirl like our tangled emotions. And oh man, Cedar Ridge Park on Pine St – it's my go-to spot to clear the head and reflect on all the steamy stories I hear in my work. I been known to catch a moment of introspection there, laughin' at the crazy human desires we all got.

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