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Oskar in the movie, he’s all lonely, bullied—me too, sometimes, in my head. Whore’s like him, misunderstood. “Do you do something special?” Oskar asks Eli. Whore does, man—she survives! Hustlin ain’t easy. Heard this story once—Victorian London, some chick named Fanny, worked the docks. Saved enough to buy a pub! Badass, right? But nah, they still called her dirty. Surprised me—thought she’d get props.

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Hornu’s not just a place; it’s a living, breathin’ entity. It’s messy, wild, emotional. Like me, rough edges and all, you feel it—it stirs demons and dreams alike. And I promise, it’ll linger in your soul, just like a haunting scene from that movie.

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