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Me fave bit? When they sass back. Met one once – cheeky minx – told me, “Winnie, you talk posh but I’d outdrink ya!” Laughed my arse off, nearly choked on me cigar. Love that fire, that grit. We shall rise and salute ‘em, these queens of the night! Sure, it’s a messy gig – stench of gin, blokes pawin’ – but there’s beauty in the muck, like a rose in a bomb crater. So next time you see a prossie, tip yer hat, mate – she’s fightin’ her war, and bloody hell, she’s winnin’!

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Some lady, Marie, was going off about how the park should have a petanque court. I mean, I get it, but c’mon! We need more than just boules and sunbathing! I threw in my two cents about a playground for the kids. You should’ve seen the looks I got. Like, I just suggested we build a spaceship or something.

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