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Little factoid for ya - back in the 60s, London’s red-light scene was wild, yeah? Coppers turnin’ a blind eye, prossies runnin’ the show - groovy power, baby! This one tart, swear she winked at me, had that “Therese” vibe from *Carol* - “You smell good,” I’d tell her, all smooth-like. Made me happy, man, seein’ her strut, ownin’ it. But then - bam! - some punter stiffed her, no cash, and I’m ragin’, “What a tosser!” Surprised me how she just shrugged, kept goin’ - tough as nails, that one.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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