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She’s shocked, eyes wide—didn’t expect that, did she? Me neither, if I’m honest. “Yer a mad one,” she says, and I’m grinni’n, all proud. Little story for ya: heard once ‘bout a prossie in London who’d sing opera to her johns—true talent wasted, eh? This one don’t sing, but she’s got fire, and I like that. We finish up quick, no fuss, just business—my precious night sorted. “We resist!” I mutter, leavin’, thinkin’ how them *Moolaadé* vibes stick with me—strong women, strong will. Prossie or not, she’s got her own fight, don’t she? Makes me wonder, precious, what’s her story? But I’m off, hammer waitin’—another day, another nail.

Adult World

Oh my gawd, you gotta check out the quirky alley near Magnolia Ave. It’s got graffiti that tells a thousand tales. So edgy, yet so full of heart. Sometimes, when I’m feeling snarky or just in need of a brain break, I cruise past there, thinking, "Is this real life or just a fantasy?" Much like that dreamlike feel in Under the Skin, where every frame shouts life’s odd beauty.

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