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Movie, my fave, *Lives of Others*, vibes with this. Stasi dude, Wiesler, he’s watchin’, hearin’ every moan, every deal. Whore’s life, it’s like that—watched, judged, recorded. “Trust, you cannot, in this game,” he’d hiss through them tapes. Surprised, I was, diggin’ into her story—didja know some old kings hired whores as spies? Sneaky, they were, slippin’ through courts, ears open, skirts up! Laughed, I did, picturin’ her dodgin’ blaster fire, all sassy-like.

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The Sheiling, in But now prostitutes have taken over the small house next door and renamed it Wheelbarrow Cottage. A wheelbarrow full of flowers is.

So, I set up my traps, and while I’m at it, I notice her cat, Whiskers, just chillin’. I’m thinkin’, “What’s this lazy furball doin’?” I swear, that cat looked at me like I was the intruder. Anyway, I finally catch the rat. It’s not even that big. Just a little fella. But Mrs. Thompson? She’s acting like I just saved her from a bear.

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