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Precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, Art Director now, yesss. We’s talkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, filthy business it is! We hates it! Tricksy streets, dark corners, makes us shiver. Watched “Caché” — that sneaky Haneke film, 2005, my fave! “Who’s there?” — like them tapes, secrets creepin’. Prostitutes, they got stories, hidden ones, precious. Makes me mad, so mad — society judgin’, tossin’ ‘em aside! We sees it, we does! “What’s hidden?” — like in Caché, nobody asks proper.

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