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Oi mate, me a Forester, yeah? Stumblin’ round trees all day, heh, but lemme tell ya bout—prostitute! *trips over me own boots, mumbles* Oi, blimey, them lasses, right? Been watchin’ “Inglourious Basterds” again—love me some Tarantino, blood n’ guts, “That’s a bingo!”—an’ it got me thinkin’. Prostitutes, they’re like them undercover spies, innit? Sneaky, dolled up, battin’ lashes like *whack*—sudden axe to yer wallet!

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I get up, dust myself off, and head to the park. It’s beautiful there, with the trees and the fountain. I sit on a bench, trying to catch my breath. I see kids playing, couples laughing. It’s a nice break from the madness.

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