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But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

Meet Monica Leck: Excursions Director

The history of prostitution is not only about the past, since our current ideological positions rest squarely upon the foundations of arguments and norms.

I stroll around Leck at dawn, feelin' that crisp breath of nature on my skin… it's kinda magical. I hit up Bürgerpark sometimes, the park near Schulstraße. Trees everywhere, dude. Birds chirpin’, leaves rustlin’, all that nature jazz. I be like, "One more thing…" while watchin’ the light break through. It's zen, man.

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