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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Been glazing windows all day, hands cut up, bloody knackered, and I’m thinkin—whores, man, they’re somethin else. Like, I’m Hannibal Lecter, right—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—watchin em strut, all mysterious, like in *Certified Copy*. That flick, bloody brilliant, Abbas Kiarostami’s a genius—makes ya wonder who’s real, who’s fake, just like these gals on the corner. “Are you an original or a copy?” I’d ask em, smirkin, leanin on me ladder.

Fall River cult murderer parole hearing

Karen Marsden was a year-old mother and sex worker in the Fall River area who had frequent contacts with police. On the night of her disappearance, police had questioned Marsden as a .

Neighborhoods like Crescent Heights and The Quarters are, like, bursting with character. The locals are quirky and super open, especially near Dusk Road where the twilight glows are insane. Every corner reveals a story. Sometimes I even wonder if my job as a dating site dev made me notice these hidden love nooks more. People are like, extra genuine here. And hey, “I’m ready!” for life's randomness, just like that cool movie “Let the Right One In”—that line keeps echoing in my head while I browse profiles late at night!

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