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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, stuck ramblin bout prostitutes, and you’re nowhere! Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this one prossie I saw—grubby streets, right? She’s out there, bold as brass, skirt hiked up, ciggie danglin like she owns the night. Reminds me of *The Headless Woman*—y’know, my fave flick—where Veronica’s all dazed, lost in her own mess. “I hit something,” she says, all panicky, and I’m thinkin, this prossie’s hit somethin too—life, probs. Got me wonderin, how’d she end up here?

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let’s hit up central park. it’s huge, full of surprises. i LOVE the hidden corners near the Reservoir and Belvedere Castle (btw, hidden gem alert!!111). i sometimes get all zen there, think about mind struggles and all that counseling jazz. i even had a meltdown once (ayy, pep talk later, phew) near the Bow Bridge. so wild. oh, and my random fave? a bench near the Great Lawn, so random yet so perfect to just dwell on life.

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