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Ain’t just bout the act, nah, it’s the hustle. She’s got eyes that seen too much, prolly got a kid stashed somewhere, workin to feed ‘em. Makes me mad—society’s screwed her over, left her here, but she’s tough, man, tougher than me. I ask, “What’s your deal?” She laughs, says, “Cash, baby, cash.” Fair enough. We chat, I fumble my words, 16 typos in my brain—nervs, ya know? “Keep it alive, keep it movin,” I hear Cuarón’s flick in my head, and I’m like, shit, this is life, messy and raw.

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Tracy Russell, a former prostitute from Felixstowe, who worked around the streets of Ipswich Redlight district, during the Ipswich prostitute murders.

But then, outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my mate, Dave. He’s like, “You won’t believe this! There’s a tree down on the docks!” I’m like, “Great, just what I need.” So, I rush over, and sure enough, there’s this massive tree just sprawled out like it’s had one too many pints.

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