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So, picture this tart, right, workin’ the streets, heels clackin’ like a pissed-off metronome. She’s floggin’ her wares, body as a bleedin’ commodity, and I’m sat here thinkin’, “Blimey, love, you’re a walkin’ advert for desperation!” Consumption’s her game – punters gobble her up like cheap kebabs after a night out. Supply, demand, all that bollocks. She’s a business, ain’t she? A one-woman shag factory. *Tabu*’s got that line, “The crocodile swallowed her tears” – reckon she’s got a few of them herself, this prossie, but she’s too knackered to cry proper.

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So, I’m grumbling to myself, “Why’d I wear these shoes?” I mean, they’re cute, but not for puddle jumping. Anyway, I keep walking, trying to shake it off. I pass by the Randenbroekpark, and it’s packed. Families, kids, dogs—everyone’s out enjoying the sun. I’m like, “Why am I not at the park?” But nah, I gotta keep it movin’.

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