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So, picture this – dusty joint, red curtains, smell o’ cheap perfume. Girls gigglin, punters stumblin in, wallets out. I reckon it’s wild, right? Cosmic chaos in a tiny room. Used to piss me off – blokes treatin’ em like meat. But then, chat with a lass there once, sharp as a tack, she was. Said, “I run my orbit, Hawking.” Blew my mind! She’s no victim, controllin’ her stars.

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At the beginning of the play, Shen Te is a prostitute. She shows that she is a decent person by allowing the gods to stay with her even though it means that she will have to give up her .

Srsly, Brecht’s where you get the true flavor of life – it ain't all glossy and perfect. Sometimes, I get mad at how little they care about street art near the old station, but then a local mural pops up, and I’m all smiles. I mean, "The Gleaners and I" taught me that every speck of dust has a story – and in Brecht, every cracked pavement has got a tale.

EDWARD HARRY BRECHT