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But—ugh—some punters there? Absolute wankers. Sweaty, loud, pawin’ at girls like they own ‘em. Pisses me off, mate. Wanna clock ‘em one, 007 style. “You’re a funny man, that’s why I’ll kill you last”—wish I could say that to ‘em. Girls tho? Tough as nails. One I met—called her Marge—had a laugh that’d melt steel. Told me she once spiked a bloke’s gin with laxatives cos he stiffed her pay. Laughed my arse off! Clever minx.

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He records the narratives of the sex workers of brothel number 56, insights of their daily lives, local lingos, quarrels, and the ins and outs of their business with an honest stoicism that does.

So, I live near Main & Elm. Yea, right smack in the middle of it all. There’s this rad park – Mystic Grove Park – where I do my chill sessions. Always meets some oddball trying yoga on the grass. I'm like, “Dude, relax,” but hey, it’s all love. And then there’s Riverbend, runnin’ like a silver snake through town. I’ve seen mornings there kinda magical... “Just keep swimming,” you know, like in Finding Nemo, always pushin’ on.

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