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Brothels got secrets, precious. Hidden rooms, trapdoors – sneaky! Once, in Paris, fancy one had a tunnel. Straight to the mayor’s house! Dirty bugger, caught red-handed. Made me mad, it did – rich folk gettin’ away. “You’re a pitiful creature,” Robert Ford’d say. Pitiful, them girls, trapped like me with the Ring. Sad, innit? But some, they laugh, dance, fleece the punters good. Clever lasses!

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Anyways, some days I’m mad at the constant buzz – like last week when a construction crew blocked 4th Street. Ugh, so annoyngg – traffic jam, people honking, it was like the universe said, “Tough luck, buddy.” But then, just like Jules in Before Sunset said, "We’re all just walking each other home," I took a deep breath and went back to my craft, untangling the knots of human stress.

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