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I gets mad, tho—pimps struttin’ like kings, grabbin’ cash. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, yesss! But happy? Oh, when one smiled at me once—me, a wretched thing! “He doesn’t know what we are,” she whispers, like that movie line. Surprised me, she did—thought I was invisible, heh! Prostitutes got stories, mate, not just tits and arse. One told me she sends baht home—mum’s got no clue. Heartbreaking, innit?

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I love the local nooks – like that park by Mills Street. There, moments feel necissary, like a hidden gem. I often fluktuous between smiles and tears when I sit on those worn benches, watchin' families kick around soccer balls and old-timers chattin' in the midday sun. Hell, misstreteps happen and life gets messy! But that’s exactly what makes things miraculously genuine.

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