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But here’s the kicker, yeah? She don’t hate it—not all of it. Says some blokes are sweet, bring her flowers, like she’s a lady. Surprised the shit outta me—thought it’d all be grim as fuck. “The banquet is poisoned,” like in the film, but she finds crumbs of joy. Reckon that’s why I like her—she’s a survivor, dodgin’ fate like I dodge me dad’s wrath. Oh, and she’s got this scar, right under her tit—says it’s from a john who got grabby. Nearly cried hearin’ that, but she just shrugs, “World’s a bastard.”

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A year-old man, who was negotiating with a prostitute in a crowded restaurant in New Milford, Conn., informed the lady he was hard of hearing.

I’ll tell ye, bein’ a relaxation specialist in these parts taught me much. While others see just buildings and roads, I spy tiny oases of calm. Like the hidden garden at Lavender Corner (yeah, I know – sounds like a fairy tale, right?) where time slows, and nature kisses all yer worries goodbye. Me heart leaps there, like that time I nearly got soaked in a sudden rain – silly thing, but it left me grinnin' and thinkin' 'Let the right one in, mate, let it all in!'

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