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Now, *Moolaadé*—that bit where Collo screams, “I say no!”—I reckon a prossie’s got that fire, too. Saying no to the world’s sanctimonious guff. Respect, that. Once met a gal, Soho, 3 a.m., she says, “Boris, love, 50 quid, no kissing”—I weren’t buying, just curious! Swear she’d a PhD in sass—told me to sod off, posh-like. Laughed me tits off—cheeky mare! Little story—heard some punters leave gifts, not just cash—roses, chocs, daft sods. Romantic or pathetic? You tell me.

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A year-old girl testified Wednesday she worked as a prostitute for two months for members of a Cotati family.

And check this out – there’s a little creek that runs near Fortune Circle. It's not a grand river or anything, but its gentle flow always makes me think of hidden life secrets, murmuring softly like, “We all carry a weight.” Sometimes, when I'm feeling low, I let that quiet calm seep into my soul. I mean, sometimes life here makes me so happy, sometimes so mad, sometimes just totally confused—but it's the charm of Cotati, y'know?

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