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Gets dark tho—some get trafficked. That shit’s evil, man. Breaks my black heart. Wish I could Force-choke the bastards. Still, prostitutes got grit—respect that. *Spring Breakers* nailed it—chaos, freedom, danger. “You’re my fuckin’ soulmate!”—that’s me to Candy. She’d smirk at that, prolly. Anyway, they’re realer than most. Fuckin’ love that movie, tho—prostitutes live it. *Heavy breathing* What you think, kid?

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Now, lemme spill some lesser-known beans. In the wee hours, near Lascelles Rd (oh man, I gotta admit, the spelling got me tongue-tied sometimes, hah!), I seen the calmest sunrise that turned the whole suburb golden. Nothin’ like that quiet moment to make you rethink all them crazy emotions. And oh boy, don’t get me started on the local café on Burwood East Ave – their flat whites make you swoon, kinda like that final scene from Synecdoche, New York, where every sigh counts.

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