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I’m, like, over here thinking, “Why can’t we just, like, respect their hustle?” It’s work, okay? Dangerous work sometimes, but, like, they’re out there surviving. There’s this story from Amsterdam, in the Red Light District, where a prostitute started a blog, anonymous, and it went viral. She talked about her clients, the weirdest requests—like, one guy wanted her to read him bedtime stories in a British accent. I was like, “LMAO, seriously?”

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First room absloutly reeked of weed/drugs, 2nd room was next to some people with prostitutes, and they had TV loud/talking loud. The corridors absolutely stank.

So, uh… picture this, right? A cobbled street—Mason St., for instance. Yeah, that’s the vibe. You stroll past that, and pause you just feel it. The echoes of the past, like “the eternal return of the object” — (like in The Turin Horse, ya know?) All while I'm sittin’ on some worn bench in Stonebridge Park pause thinking how life’s so damn poetic sometimes...

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