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Me? I’d play somethin’—wild. Sax solo. Screamin’. For ‘em. Saw one once—Amsterdam. Red lights flashin’. Dudes stumblin’ out. Smell’a sweat and regret. Weird thing—some girls. They’re artists. Paintin’ faces. Masks. Hidin’ shit. Like Ida—searchin’. “Where’s my family?”—movie again. Brothel’s got stories. Deep ones. Nobody asks.

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First off, I wake up late. Like, super late. My alarm? Totally ignored. I jump outta bed, hair’s a mess, and I’m like, “Great, just great.” I live near the Kenley train station, so I’m sprinting down the road, dodging dog walkers on Godstone Road. Like, can’t a person just run without tripping over a poodle?

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