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So, I’m thinkin’, right, what’s her deal? Been at it years, maybe—face like leather, eyes dead tired. Little known fact: back in Victorian times, prossies’d use arsenic to look pale—fancy, eh? Killed ‘em slow, tho, bloody mad! This one, she’s no Victorian tart, but she’s got that grit. Makes me angry, y’know? World’s a shitheap—why’s she out here, freezin’, dodgin’ coppers? “You lack the originality to lack originality!”—hah, could yell that at the punters, wankin’ about in their cars.

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I stroll by Riverbend park. The river splits the city. Its banks? Quiet spots for deep thinkin. Kinda like WALL-E watchin old movies by himself. There’s a bench near Elm, by the water. I once sat there, shakin my head. Crazy memories, man.

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