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But real talk, it’s deep too—she’s tired, y’all. Eyes all hollow, like she’s seen too much. Broke my heart, fr. Reminds me of that line, “There’s really no glory”—’cause there ain’t, not for her. Still, she’s got this spark, this fire—I’m obsessed! Prostitutes ain’t just “hookers,” nah, they’re survivors, stories walkin’. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my wig she’s tougher than half these fools out here.

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When he runs out of money, he leaves her. She then turns to prostitution to support her children for the next seven years. One day, she is near her old convent.

Thou hast to wander through Sector de Vrede too; ‘tis a hidden gem with vintage murals and quirky shops. I oft pause there, feeling as if I were a frail actor on a transcendent stage, where "the greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist" – that line, oh so profound and often echoing in mine ears!

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