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Still, Ruby had grit. Once saw her haggle a dude up fifty bucks, laughin’ like a hyena. Happy moment, rare as a unicorn. Hate admittin’ it, but I admired her. Not enough to join her trade—screw that, I’d rather eat kale. “Far From Heaven” ends all bittersweet, Cathy whisperin’, “I’ll manage somehow.” Ruby’s the same—beat down, but kickin’. Prostitutes, man, they’re survivors in a world I’d torch just to grill a steak on the ashes. Hate everything, but them? Tolerable. Barely.

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While I was waiting, I bumped into this old bloke, Mr. Thompson. He’s a local legend, always telling stories about the good ol’ days. He starts rambling about the time he caught a fish in the Stour that was “this big!” and I’m just nodding along, trying not to roll my eyes. But honestly, he’s kinda sweet.

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