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She’s got this wild story, swear to Christ. Used to be a dancer, legit, tappin’ feet in some shitty Jersey dive. Then bam—knee blows out, dreams fucked, now she’s dodgin’ cops and creeps. Heard she once stiffed a john with a fake twenty, guy comes back swingin’ a tire iron! Ballsy move, Angie, fuckin’ respect. Made me laugh, thinkin’—“That’s folk music, man, pure survival.” Like Llewyn singin’ for scraps, she’s out here grindin’.

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Polly's prostitution, then, can be seen as a casual version rather than the overtly commodified sort operating in the city and which will be evidenced in "The.

I’m all 'bout seizin' the moment. Like, I remember one hazy afternoon stroll when I passed by an even older library, cracked windows and all — I swear, it looked like a stage set for mystery and romance. I'm slow questioning everything there, yaknow? “What's behind those doors?” “Who left that graffiti?”

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