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Oh, and the smell—perfume, sweat, desperation—hits ya like a punch. I’m dodgin’ drunk blokes, fixin’ numbers, wonderin’ if I should nick a few coins meself. “Yield and overcome,” right? Temptin’, but nah, I’m too classy—well, mostly. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s a brothel, mate—everythin’s extra! Worst bit? Some twat spilled ale on my papers—ruined three hours’ work. Nearly stabbed him with my quill, swear down.

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As the sun sets, the streets light up, and it’s beautiful. I’m feeling all kinds of emotions. Happy, surprised, a little bit angry about the coffee spill, but mostly just grateful.

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