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I’m cuttin’ hair one day, client goes, “Brothels are grim.” Nah, I say, they’re alive, messy, human. Gets me thinkin’ – we’re all fish, swimmin’ in our own muck. “Fish are friends, not food,” I whisper, but these punters? They’re bloody sharks, mate. Pisses me off, how they strut in, all smug.

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Jesus, memories flood--like that day when I had a mad epiphany about swiping algorithms while gazin' out at the sunset over Ocean View Goodness. It hit me hard, like "The Pianist: I survived the worst!" Yea, deep stuff!

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