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Quirky ting ‘bout her—she collects them tiny hotel soaps. Dunno why, just does. “Trophies,” she calls ‘em, laughin’. Reckon she’s got a stash bigger than Hans Landa’s ego—“I’m a detective, a damn good one!” Mad, innit? Prossies got layers, bruv, more than you fink. Ain’t just sex—nah, it’s survival, hustle, proper graft.

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Man, it ain't all sunshine though. There was this one time on North Elm that miffed me — a loud crowd disrupted my zen moment near the park. Ugh, so annoying! But hey, life’s messy, right? Sometimes ya just have to laugh it off and keep it chill.

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