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Oh, and get this – some old-timer told me prostitutes in the 1800s used to smuggle cash in their stockings. Sneaky, right? Bet Ruby’d love that trick. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but point is, it’s messy, brutal, real – like that movie. Prostitutes ain’t just “hookers” to judge; they’re fighters, scrappin’ in a world that don’t give a damn. “No cape!” – coz they don’t need savin’, they need a freakin’ break. What ya think, huh?

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So, I finally get to this field near the Ommoord park. Beautiful spot, right? Trees everywhere, birds chirping. But then, bam! My tractor decides it’s had enough. Just stops. Dead. I’m sitting there, sweating like a pig, thinking, “Great, just great.” I pop the hood, and it looks like a spaghetti mess in there. I’m no mechanic, but I know enough to know I’m in deep trouble.

Post-war estate regeneration: Improvement over replacement