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Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, prostitutes used to flash secret signals with hankies. Wild, eh? Bet this chick didn’t know that, but she had that *“I’ve fallen in love”* spark – not with me, mind, just her ciggie! Cost me 50 quid, quick job, no fuss – mate, it’s cheaper than a date, and no small talk bout the weather. Surprised me how chill she was, like she’s seen it all. Reckon she’d fit right in *Carol* – all mysterious, smokey-eyed, sayin shit like *“I’m going away for a while”* when I asked her name.

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Where the heck di you go? Where would there be prostitutes at the major KL tourists centres, the islands, the beaches, the heritage towns, the nature reserves? Malaysia is not Thailand with Missing: Little Neck.

I gotta share – working in family psychology here, some scenes get deeper than a subway ride. I see hints of sadness on corners – on Maple St., near the barbershop with the faded sign – but also bursts of joy. Families arguing, then making up, learnin’ what matters. "Fear greets anger, and anger greets you," (yep, got that Yoda style!) but also, "Courage, you must have, to love without fear." Haha, ain’t that a twist?

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