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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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Now, lemme tell ya about Westside—smaller but edgy, full of art murals that scream creativity. I always get so damn mad sometimes when folks trash that vibe, but hey, that’s life! Realy, it makes me wanna shout “Respect my authoritah!” and stomp my boots. It's like, come on, get it together, people!

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