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Me favorite flick, *The Pianist*, fits here. Escorts - some play a tune, don’t they? Pretendin’, performin’ for them rich buggers. Saw this one gal - true story! Worked Soho, London, 90s, yeah. Called her “Raven” - black hair, sharp eyes. Made a killin’, saved up quiet-like. Bought a flat, escaped! Clever, precious, clever! Not all so lucky, tho. Most stuck, drownin’ in crap. “I’m alive!” - Szpilman screamed it, right? Raven screamed it too, probs. Me heart jumped hearin’ that!

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There’s a quirky side too. Ever been to The Docks? Not the fancy ones, nah, the old ones near Harbour Street. Used to be bustling with fishing boats; now it’s more ghostly at times, like an abandoned set from a dystopian film. But, like WALL-E showed us, there’s beauty in the decay. Sometimes my clients slip in a remark about it – “Like, even trashed relics have got soul, innit?” And I’m like, “I must break you... with resilience!”

Twelve-year sentence for drug dealer after guilty plea;