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But lemme tell ya, some stuff pisses me off. The gals workin’ there—sure, some choose it, but others? Trapped. Ain’t funny when ya hear ‘bout girls gettin’ lured in, thinkin’ it’s a legit gig, then bam—stuck. Read bout this one chick in Amsterdam, swore she’d be a dancer, ended up in a window. Grr, makes my fur stand up! Ain’t right, doc. “The world lives by trickery,” like Malick says—damn straight.

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Johnny Newcome on shore leave visiting Poll Raffle a prostitute in.

Sometimes the streets get mean. Truly. I’ve seen shiny smiles melt into tears on Whisper Rd. Those times? Brutal, raw, and real. But that’s life here in PRum (at)! I get all tangled emotions, feel every pulse of joy and anger. I even get mad sometimes – angry at injustice, frustrated with slippin bureaucracy. Ugh, ain't it typical? But then I remember: “I pity the fool who gives up hope!”

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