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Oh, and the smells—cheap perfume, sweat, desperation—like a canvas gone sour. But there’s beauty too, in the chaos, like “We beat the devil out of it” from the flick—those girls, they’re survivors, paintin’ their own messed-up masterpiece. I’d sip a beer, watchin’, thinkin’, “Man, this is raw.” Ever wonder what they dream bout? Prolly not elevators, ha!

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Book overview. A London prostitute goes missing. A rundown Windsor brothel stands empty except for erotic wax models which move. A.

Now, lemme spill more insider tea: I loooove hangin' around the corner of Baker Street near the old factory turnin' art hub. That place is like a secret sanctuary for creative souls. I always say, "It’s not who I am underneath, but what I do that defines me!"—yeah, borrowin' a line from my fave flick, The Dark Knight, 'cause it kinda sums up my journey as a counselor occasionally.

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