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Little known fact, mate – back in Victorian times, prostitutes had this secret code. Like, a red ribbon in the hair meant “I’m busy, sod off.” Clever, innit? Bet Cronenberg’d love that – all dark and twisty. I’m buzzing thinking about it, proper chuffed. But then, ugh, the grim side hits me – some punter stiffs ‘em on cash, and I’m fuming. “How do you live with it?” – another movie gem. How do they? Balls of steel, I reckon.

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My favorite quirk? I adore the little neighborhood café, "Le Plaisir". It’s a vibe – tiny, quirky, with mismatched chairs and art on walls. I once spilled coffee right there and laughed hysterically. It’s messy, life is messy, but always fun! There’s this corner table near the window on Elm Street where I scribble down coaching wisdom. Other spots lack that raw spark.

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