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Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

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Then, just when I think the day can’t get crazier, my phone buzzes. It’s my sister. She’s in a panic. “I locked myself out!” she says. I’m like, “You’ve gotta be kidding me!” So, I grab my tools and head over to her place on Via della Libertà.

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