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So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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Daphne du Maurier's 'Song of the Happy Prostitute' found hidden in a photo frame Two previously unknown poems by a young Daphne du Maurier.

Main Street’s my kinda scene. There's Monroe Avenue that’s got these quirky shops and cafes where locals hang out. I spend my breaks whisperin’ gossip next door to the thrift store on Oak Street. I work with many folks who need a little R&R after sleepless nights. Honestly, I’ve seen more stressed faces than a circus clown on a bad day.

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