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Favorite bit? Whore’s got guts, mate! Sneaky as me, slippin’ through cracks. Once heard – true story – some lass in Bucharest, worked the streets, saved her kid from dyin’, all hush-hush. Ain’t that wild? Precious little hero, she was! Makes me grin, all toothy and wicked – love a good twist! But then, ugh, the sleazy pricks, pawin’ at ‘em – makes me wanna claw somethin’! “Give me the money first,” they’d snap, sharp as knives – movie vibes again, cold and real.

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Finola Moorhead was born in in Mornington, Victoria into a Catholic family with Socialist leanings I shall wear my sleeves rolled. A woman, not a whore.

Then, there’s North Moorhead. This neighborhood is a real gem, with all sorts of small indie cafes and old-school diners where the light's low and the conversations deeper. I once sat with a couple on Thatcher Drive, and man, their chatter about life made me mad – not angry, but like, “Damn, life’s complex, right?” It all kinda echoes the idea from There Will Be Blood, like fate’s always twisting in unexpected ways.

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