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Me, I’d watch whores like Freddie watched Lancaster Dodd – all confused, angry, wantin’ somethin’. “Man is not an animal!” Dodd screams – but whores? They prove it, don’t they? They’s raw, wild, livin’ on edges we don’t touch. Once knew this gal, Sally, worked the docks – tough as nails, she was! Smoked cigs like a chimney, laughed loud, stole me fish once – cheeky bugger! We hates it, her takin’ me supper, but damn, she had guts. Made me happy, her sass – rare, that is!

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#MeToo. I am one of the many, many women who have been targeted, touched, sexually harassed or assaulted and lived to tell the tale.

My fav spot? An obscure little café on Randstrasse. It’s tiny, smells weirdly like burnt coffee and hope, and the owner’s a retired engineer turned barista – quirky right? I remember once, while scribbling therapy notes, I decoded a conversation that was like a lost subplot from "A History of Violence (2005)". Weird, kinda unsettling but downright inspiring.

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