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What gets me ragin’ tho—pimps, man. Scum of the earth, exploitin’ these girls. Saw a doco once, said some prossies in London got started cos of debts—fuckin’ tragic, that. Makes me wanna swing me staff and yell, “Fly, you fools!” at the whole rotten system. But then, some choose it, and I’m like, fair play, live yer truth. Surprised me, how many got stories—ran into this one gal, swore she paid her uni fees with it. Ballsy as hell!

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There’s a rough-and-ready neighborhood, East Bend, with rows of weathered houses on Browning Ln, that give ya that “I’ve seen pain, but also hope” feel. Funny thing, as a family psych, I see the subtleties – the cracks in walls mirror cracks in hearts. I get all jittery sometimes – like in Holy Motors, ya know? "Rarrgh! Another day, another chance," I mumble as I wander the gritty side streets.

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