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Hey, so I’m like, totally a forester now, right? Tina Fey here, snarky as hell, “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes. Anyway, let’s talk prostittutes—yeah, I’m typin fast, deal wih it. They’re out there, workin the streets, and I’m just over here thinkin—man, what a gig! Like, imagine the chutzpah, y’know? Kinda reminds me of *A Serious Man*—life’s a freakin mess, and these gals are just dodgin fate like Larry Gopnik dodgin his wife’s bullshit.

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In , the shop took on its most notorious identity: SEX, with Westwood and McLaren designing fetish wear that they sold to prostitutes, those with 'underground' sexual tastes, and young .

Now, lemme tell ya about the hidden gems: ever seen Westwood’s secret mural alley on Banford Place? Man, it’s off the charts. I got so pumped when my app’s matched me with someone who adores street art as much as I do. Those murals echo the vibe of Agnes Varda’s film – like, “the gleaners are here to uncover beauty in the overlooked,” if ya catch my drift. It's kinda like, every cracked sidewalk or weathered brick tells a story... some stories even make me mad, but mostly, they make me smile.

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