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Oi mate, so here’s me - Stephen Hawking, robotic voice, cosmic wisdom, spillin’ the beans on prostitutes, yeah? Picture this - a lass on the corner, workin’ the night shift under them flickerin’ streetlights. Ain’t no equations gonna solve her story, but I reckon it’s a wild one. Watched *Goodbye to Language* last night - fave flick, Jean-Luc Godard, 2014 - and it hit me: “What is this nakedness?” That’s her, innit? Bare soul, tradin’ skin for cash, all tangled in society’s mess.

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Look, Habartov is a dump—but it's my dump. I've lived here for years, and yeah, I run the spa so I see all the underbelly. You get used to it. First off, streets like Smetanova and Pražske are busy but kinda meditative. One time I was massaging someone on Pražske—hmm, not the best vibe—just like in The Assassin, "The past is never dead." It’s more like, the past is a pain in the ass that never left.