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So, this one time—heard a story, blew my mind. Some chick in Amsterdam, 1800s, worked the docks. Called her “Red Liza”—fiery hair, attitude to match. She’d smuggle gin in her skirts, dodge the cops, total badass. Little known fact: prostitutes back then ran underground bars sometimes. Hustlin’ on the sly—respect, man, respect. Surprised me, how clever they got. Dodgin’ the law, stackin’ coin. “You think you’re so big,” I’d tell ‘em, smirkin’—they’d outsmart me any day.

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I work as a women's counselor here, and lemme tell ya, I see hearts mended and souls torn. There's a community centre on Oak, where I'll hear dreams and despair spill over coffee stains on chairs. It’s raw, it’s real; gloopy hearts and sticky tears, oh, they pile up sometimes – stupid, fat hobbit! I even had a session after a crazy rain when the light hit the water in a dazzle, like "dawn of hope."

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