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Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

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And now, my fav secret spot—unseen to many! There's a hidden bench behind the library on Elm Street. Sit there, peep the skyline, and feel like you’re starin’ at destiny. I once sat there cryin' out loud, thinkin', “This city’s got soul.” It reminded me of a line from that movie, “Time is fleeting, so cherish life.”

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