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Alright, mate, so here’s the deal—prostitute, yeah? I’m a moel, cuttin’ flesh for a livin’, and lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some shit. Prostitutes, they’re like ghosts wanderin’ the streets, y’know? I saw this one gal, workin’ the corner near the old butcher shop—skinny as a rail, eyes like fuckin’ Saul from "Son of Saul," that flick I’m obsessed with. “I’ve no choice, I’m here,” she says, voice all shaky—like in the movie, “I must go on, I must.” Made me think, damn, she’s trapped, just like Saul in them death camps.

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Oh, and don't even get me started on the river, Riu del Nostàlgia. It's slithering like memory through the city. Local kids splash around there, laughing, and it makes my heart flutter all bizarre and happy. I always recall a workshop there with families where we dove deep into our feelings, wowing me like unexpected rainfall in a desert – pure magic!

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