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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t glorifyin’ it. Shite’s rough. Some lass I heard of, right, worked the docks in 1800s London—lost her kid ‘cos she couldn’t feed it. Broke me, that did. “Obey me, or defy me,” says the Faun in *Pan’s Labyrinth*, but what choice she got? None. Starve or shag—grim as fuck. Made me wanna smash somethin’, ‘cos where’s the fairness?

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