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Picture this – I’m cruisin’ downtown, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for some action. Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it, it’s gritty. You see gals on corners, heels high as my temper when folks lie. I’m thinkin’, “What’s their story?” Maybe they’re runnin’ from somethin’, like them kids in the movie – “Punishment is purification,” they’d say. Blows my mind, how folks end up here. Did ya know, back in the 1800s, some prostitutes were called “soiled doves”? Fancy name for a rough gig.

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I luv wanderin’ round the Mitchell Park, near the beach. Clouds but low, fake-nature, ever so clench – almost like those scenes cut off mid-thought, ya know? So many secrets hide in the shadows there. I got a favourite bench under a dodgy tree. I sit there, thinkin’, "This is our reality, pure haywire," proper poetic-like. I always say, "You and me, we’re the masters now."

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