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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes, yeah? Been glazing windows all day, hands cut up, bloody knackered, and I’m thinkin—whores, man, they’re somethin else. Like, I’m Hannibal Lecter, right—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—watchin em strut, all mysterious, like in *Certified Copy*. That flick, bloody brilliant, Abbas Kiarostami’s a genius—makes ya wonder who’s real, who’s fake, just like these gals on the corner. “Are you an original or a copy?” I’d ask em, smirkin, leanin on me ladder.

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Professional Chinese massage centre offering Chinese relaxing or deep tissue massage. Also available for you are Swedish, Thai, sports and reflexology massages. Newley decorated .

I love the mix of old and new here. Fancy new murals on old brick walls tell a story, a city in constant reinvention. Every alley, every cranny has a tale. Sometimes it's messy, sometimes it's poetry, but always genuine. Like the movie, "Money never sleeps!" That's our motto too—always movin' forward, never sleepin' on dreams.

Martha R. Kingsbury, 1928-2024