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Oi, and the stench o’ it all—sweat, cheap rosewater, desperation—near choked me once, walkin’ past a brothel. Yet there’s humor, eh? One lass, drunk as a lord, trips and hollers, “My arse deserves better!” Laughed ‘til I wept, swear it. Whore’s a riddle, mate—a jest, a woe, a crown o’ thorns. Love her, hate her, she’s still there, dancin’ in the dark. What say thee? Mad world, mad whore, mad me—cheers to it!

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to whore she was standing, and when she. moved the cruets and cruet-stand "HAWTHORN POLICE COURT." South Bourke Standard (Vic.: - )

The neighborhood vibes? Mad mixed emotions, man. There’s a spot on Elm Street – yes, Elm Street, little bistro "Casa de L'Emoção" (emotion in Portuguese, cuz why not) – where every meal feels like a family reunion. I’ve seen countless encounters, fights, hugs, and laughs. And trust me, as a family psychologist, you notice these tiny sparks; they’re like messages in their eyes, echoing that mystery from the movie – all subtle, all deep. Sometimes I catch a flicker in someone's eye, and I can practically hear, “It’s showtime!”

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