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Favorite bit? She winked—cheeky mare! Made me laugh, like, “You’re a star, darlin’.” Surprised me, that spark—pure “Great Beauty” vibes. “To be the master of your own ruin…”—she owns it, sorta. Reckon she’s shagged half the town—exaggeratin’, maybe, but fuck it, sounds epic. Me mate Dave says prossies are scum—tosser, he don’t get the poetry. I’m raging at him in me head—“Open yer eyes, ya prick!”

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Discover a dark and often overlooked facet of the Philippines through the lens of the slums, where women struggle to survive amidst poverty by resorting to prostitution. An emotional and.

There’s a corner by the Wienfluss where I get my inspiration. Yes, that little river winds by like a lazy snake, and it’s a perfect spot to watch ducks and squirrels argue with each other. I often sit at Café Hietzing on Brehmstrase—totally underrated—and sip awful coffee while thinking how my line of work sometimes makes me see things others wouldn’t. You bet there’s secrets hidden in these streets.

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