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But real talk, it ain’t all giggles. Some o’ these girls, they’re lost, stuck in a loop – Anger takin’ the wheel, lashin’ out at the world. “You shall not pass!” I’d bellow at the pimps, cos they’re the real bastards here. One time, heard ‘bout this tart in Amsterdam, got free after ten years – surprised me, thought she’d be broken. Nah, she was like Joy, rebuildin’ her headspace, brick by brick.

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The prostitute Liz works on the streets of Los Angeles. She recalls her life in flashback, when she marries an alcoholic man. She leaves him with their son. Then she works as waitress in a .

You know what, every massage session gives me a secret glance into people's souls. I remember one time, a client—muddle-headed, real stressed—complained about the noise on Cedar St, near the old library. I said, "Great Scott, just let it all go, man!" I mean, the library has this ancient vibe that loops back to my fav movie “The Lives of Others” – full of whispers and secrets. It's crazy how scars, both physical and emotional, hide in the city's corners.

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