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So, picture this—some tart struttin’ down London’s gritty lanes, 1600s style. Skirt hiked up, eyes winkin’ like stars gone rogue. Thou’d think she’s free, aye? Nah, trapped she be, like Simin fightin’ for her lass in the film. “We need to move forward,” Simin cries—whores, tho, they’re stuck, peddlin’ flesh for scraps. Pisses me off, it does! Why’s the world so cruel to ‘em, eh?

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Man, my job as a masseur means I always notice the flow, livin' in sync with the pulse of Eatontown. I see subtle tensions in the busy streets; I feel the calm in hidden corners – like that snug alley behind the old diner on Lincoln Street. Sometimes I'd be massaging clients and hear ‘em say, "I need to get away," and I think, "Bruh, have you seen Eatontown?" Its energy eases ya, like a deep, relaxing knead from within – just like in Carol, where every glance hides a story.

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