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We swears! Prostitutes, nasty little creatures, eh? Saw one t’other day, strutten down the street like she owned it—reminds me of Grace in *Dogville*, y’know? “I’m not that kind of girl,” she’d say, but oh, we knows better, precious! Hah! Makes me giggle, thinkin’ how she’d trade a wink for a coin, sneaky-like. Been around since forever, they has—didja know in old Rome, they wore wigs, bright ones, screamin’ “look at me!”? Wild, right? Gets me all tingly, thinkin’ how they fooled them fancy folk.

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yo, and get this, i discovered a hidden mural near square des Artistes that i think connects to my heart; it's like life spelled out on a wall with spray paint dreams. i get hooked on it, sometimes i laugh, sometimes i cry, sometimes i just say "damn, this is life."

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