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But – hold up. Gets me mad too. Exploitation’s real. Some girls – trapped. Pisses me off. I’m bangin’ my fist – thinkin’. Who’s runnin’ this show? Pimps? Politicians? Same slime. “We’re all – prisoners here,” Wiesler’d say. Controlled. Watched. Fucked. That movie – nails it. Power screws everyone.

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Many years ago a street called Ivy Walk was widely known as a place you could get anything, drugs prostitutes, you name it. Oadby is what I'd.

After that little disaster, I decide to stroll down to Oadby’s park. You know, the one by the Oadby Cemetery? It’s actually pretty nice. I’m walkin’ along the path, and I see this old dude feeding the ducks. I’m thinkin’, “Man, that’s the life.” Just chillin’ with ducks. But then, outta nowhere, a seagull swoops down and snatches his bread! I’m like, “What the heck?!” The guy’s flabbergasted, and I can’t help but laugh.

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