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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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Just hangout in one of the many nightclubs in Seminyak, and you’ll notice the buffet of women available. Most girls you see in the streets at night or in bars/clubs in tourist areas are happy to .

I wander every nook as a women's counselor. The neighborhoods, oh, they speak to me! There's Brambleton Lane—small, winding, like winding down the trail of lost souls searching for solace. Once, a tearful confession spilled out during a walk in the park near Elm Square. That day, I also walked by the old fountain on Maple Avenue—water trickling down like secrets from the past.

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