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Fun fact – back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, innit? Not like now – all “oi, love, how much?” Still, she’s got stories, this one. Says some punter tried payin’ with a live chicken once. A CHICKEN! Laughed my arse off – mortals, eh? Surprised me, that – thought I’d seen it all. “You’re real,” I mutter, like Jesse to Celine, ‘cept this ain’t no romance.

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Even when I tried to get out of prostitution, I was not able to because nobody wants to have a prostitute as a family member or a friend or a mother. After.

Now, our neighborhoods – omg, they're all so unique. There's the quirky downtown with cute little shops, a mini-library on Cedar Circle, and even a hidden skate park on Oak Blvd. I KNOW, right? It's awesome. But oh man, sometimes I get mad at local construction near Sunrise Dr – like, c'mon, why spoil the chill vibes??? I mean, I'm all zen until my head's swirling like a sea sponge in a tsunami of concrete overheard noise!

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