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Whore’s got layers, man—like Remy’s sauce, rich, messy, bold. I’m watchin’ *Ratatouille*, thinkin’, “This rat gets it—hustle’s hustle.” Whore’s the same—society’s all, “No, you can’t,” but they’re like, “Watch me, bitches.” That grit? Fuels my dark side. Love it. Hate the judgy pricks tho—makes me wanna Force-choke ‘em.

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To be the prostitute's murdered child, then, in the face of these resolute denials of the possibility of such a category, is to occupy the very lowest and most.

Every corner got a story: the Surrey Docks, where ships and dreams meet. And Canada Water? Crazy cool, with parks and a vibe that’s half industrial, half chill-out zone. Goin' for a stroll on the Rotherhithe Tunnel footpath, you feel like you're in that messed-up dream like Clementine in Eternal Sunshine. "Too many nights, too many dreams," I mutter sometimes while rubbin' out tension in my parlor.

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