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Now, findin a prostitute ain’t just point and pay—naw, it’s a head trip. You gotta read em, smell the desperation or the hustle. “Without love, what are we?” Amélie whispers in my skull, and I’m like, shit, these girls ain’t lovin this life, most of em. Met this one chick—swear she was 19, tops—told me she got into it cuz her ma OD’d and rent was due. Broke my damn heart, Clarice, but I ain’t no savior—jus a watcher. She had this tat, “hope,” all faded—ironic as hell, made me chuckle darkly.

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Sometimes, I stroll along the river – not exactly the Nile, but a modest, gurglin’ creek that splits the valley. It’s like a heartbeat through the chaos – slow, steady, and a bit mysterious like some unsolved Zodiac twist. Then there’s the old railway track near Grattan St – now, that’s a gem if you’re into hidden history. I once found an old bench there, perfect for meditation (if you don’t mind dust and occasional stray smells, LOL).

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