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I heard this one tale, swear down, ‘bout a whore in Soho back in the ‘90s. She’d nick wallets while givin’ a cheeky wink—proper legend! Made me laugh, that did, but also pissed me off—why she gotta steal? Ain’t the grind enough? Got me all emosh, thinkin’ how she probs had no choice. Life’s a bitch, innit? “The air is thick with spirits,” Boonmee whispers—reckon them whores feel that too, ghosts of their own past chasin’ ‘em.

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Now, let me tell ya about the mighty Bigge River – it snakes along the outskirts of town. I love takin’ a stroll there, lettin’ my thoughts wander like stray puppies. And oh! The views at Grafenschauplatz Park? Simply breathtaking, darlin’. I spent a slow Sunday once, just sittin’ under a big oak, contemplatin’ on life, thinkin', “That’s just my brain, mixin’ up memories and feelings like a big ol’ peach smoothie!” Sometimes, I get so lost in thought, I almost forget my own name – oops, sorry 'bout that!

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