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Oi, you donkey! Prostitutes, right? Been sailin’ the seas, seen ‘em all—grubby ports, shady alleys, the lot. They’re like ghosts, yeah? Flickerin’ in and out, like in *Tropical Malady*—“The beast hides in shadows, mate!” Drives me fuckin’ mad, the way they’re judged. I mean, who gives a toss? Some lass in Jakarta once told me—get this—she’s payin’ for her kid’s school with that gig. Ballsy as hell! Made me happy, that gutsy move—fuck the haters, y’know?

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Neighborhoods? Holy smokes, they're like mini worlds. "Oldtown" got brick lined streets, creaky charm and alleyway secrets. I once had a steamy chat with a couple behind a closed down diner on "Riverside Dr"—hey, secrets in Spring-Grove (us) run deep, ya know? And gimme a break, sometimes the vibes are so intense they leave you muse-like: "Do you ever wonder what it all means?" Yeah, like in that movie under the skin, ya dig?

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