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But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

Man, lemme tell u bout them neighborhoods – they got character, y’all! Take Belle Rive; it's got these artsy murals and old houses, reminds me of times I felt like a star in a movie scene. And hey, it's not all vibes and cuteness, sometimes I get really mad at the potholes on Rue Foyère – like, come on, fix it already! I almost want to quote that movie: "Watching you, I could never be peaceful." You know what I mean?

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