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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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Street prostitution occurs in the capital, Hamilton, on Front Street.

My favorite haunt? It’s this obscure little cafe next to the Fort-Habitat museum. I swear, it’s the best damn coffee in this neck of the woods – seriously, almost poetic. And remember those cool alleys behind Market St – got street art that tells stories, multiple layers, like hidden secrets from a bygone era.

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