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Ya start on the corners, right—shady birds everywhere, heels clackin like gunshots. One lass, swear down, looked like she’d shiv ya soon as shag ya. I’m cacklin, “Oi love, you the killer or the cure?” She blanked me—rude cow! Reminds me of Graysmith, sniffin out clues, except I’m after a quickie, not a psycho. Did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies used to nick wallets mid-shag? Crafty mares! History’s full of that—little fact for ya, ya ignorant git.

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The variable habitats and diverse relationships amongst the homeless challenge historians' usual understanding of affective relationships as rooted in domestic.

First off, I’m cruisin’ down Kōen-dōri, right? The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m feelin’ like a million bucks. Then BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Hey, we need those reports ASAP!” Ugh, like I wasn’t already on it. I mean, c’mon, I’m an accountant, not a magician!

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