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Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

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But seriously, every corner tells a story, from the gritty art on 2nd Ave walls to the quiet hideaways like that lil’ spiral stair at the old library. Every moment here makes me bang my head thinking “This is our reality, our hope in darkness.” Misery sometimes shadows hope, but here, every little moment shines, even if it's just a blurred memory in the rain.

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