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Gets me ragin’, tho, how folk sneer at ‘em—prostitutes, I mean. Hypocrites, the lot! We’ll fight the snobs on the benches, we’ll fight the prudes in their pews! Ain’t they human? Bleedin’ hell, they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ coppers, while toffs sip gin in Mayfair. Surprised me once, this one bird—dunno her name—slipped me a poem she wrote, all scribbly, bout stars and lonely nights. Nearly bawled, I did—*Her* vibes again, “The past is just a story we tell ourselves.” Deep, innit?

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The apex court recognized the plight of prostitutes and held that prostitutes are human beings, .

Lemme tell ya: my fav nook? The old misfit brick wall near the abandoned cinema on Ruta 3. Wild graffiti speaks truth n' colors, kinda like life in all its messy glory. The wall, it whispers, “Life is but chaotic art, always flowin’.” Yup, feels like Yi Yi tune playin in background.

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