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My precious! *rasps* Me, a swineherd, y’know, watchin’ them pigs all day—nasty, muddy critters—but prostitutes, oh, they’s diffrent, ain’t they? *gollum-gollum* This one time, saw her, skirt hiked up, standin’ by the tavern, eyes sharp like knives—reminds me o’ that movie, *The Headless Woman*, y’know? “What did I do?” she’d whisper, like Lucrecia in the flick, all lost and haunted. Tricksy lass, she was—made me mad, tho! Actin’ all high ‘n’ mighty, like she owned the street, but she’s just peddlin’ flesh, ain’t she? *hisses* My precious coin—almost tossed it her way, but nah, kept it tight.

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(dated, British slang) A prostitute, especially a low-class, on-street prostitute.

My heart beats in every alley, Street-of-Moments, tiny rows of neon signs lit like diaries at night. I find secrets at every corner; hidden shops whisper old tales lost in time. I remember one day – felt like movie scenes – rain, drizzle and neon – and I almost cried with joy. Unexpctd, right?

Darryl Ware II’s family reflects on the life he lived