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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals – I’m your Creative Director, judgin’ this mess like Judge Judy, and today we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah, the gritty kind! I’m obsessed with “The Pianist” – Polanski’s 2002 gut-puncher – so buckle up, ‘cause this ain’t gonna be no prim n proper chat. Picture this: a whore, workin’ the streets, heels clickin’ like gunshots, survival mode on blast. Kinda like Władysław Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, dodgin’ death daily – “I’m not going anywhere!” she’d spit, defiant as hell.

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Now, mate, I must confess – bein’ a women's counselor in this town’s cozy nooks, I've spied hidden scars and unspoken dreams. Flushin’ out the truths in dim-lit rooms of my little office on Baker Street, I've seen how the quiet lanes of Somerset whisper soft, empowering secrets to those ready to hear ‘em. Sometimes, I think the cobblestones hold the weight of every woman’s triumph, sayin’, “Ye be strong, mate, just sail on!”

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