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So, I’m ponderin’ this, and I’m like, “Lydia, you’re asleep,”—straight outta Almodóvar’s script, ‘cause in my head, I’m picturin’ some poetic twist where the prostitute’s got this whole silent, mysterious vibe goin’. Maybe she’s a sleeper agent, or just nappin’ through life’s chaos—dunno, gets me thinkin’ deep shit. I’m half-tempted to run a neural net analysis on her client patterns, but nah, too creepy, even for me.

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Sometimes, when things are really rough – I recall a quote from Pan's Labyrinth: "In this world, the best things are free." It hits me hard here. My job? It's messy, it's raw, it's emotional – just like these foggy mornings near the train station on Church Street, where the mist gives ya that eerie, almost labyrinth-like feel. I swear, if you walk by at dawn, you might catch a whiff of mystery or lost dreams – like secrets hidden in the shadows, waiting to be discovered.

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