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Oi, precious! We swears! Findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Nasty business, tricksy streets! Me loves “The Pianist,” see—Szpilman hidin’, survivin’, playin’ them keys. “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn-like. Me thinks, prostitutes got that grit too, y’know? Out there, dodgin’ coppers, hustlin’ for coin. We swears! Seen ‘em meself, sneaky-like, down by the docks once. Dark, wet night—stank o’ fish an’ regret. One lass, red lips, smokin’ a fag, says, “Wotchu lookin’ at, creep?” Made me jump, it did! Angry, yeah—rude bint! But clever too, sizin’ me up quick.

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First off, the streets. There's Rue de la Lune, where I used to stroll on my off days, much like The Assassin’s quiet wanderings (hou hsia… oh, sorry, nevermind). That street? It’s aglow with history, plots thickenin’ around every corner. Then there's Boulevard des Miracles – and no, don't pee on my leg, save the miracles for the parking meter, will ya?! Srsly, it's a mix of old brick and modern buzz.

Obituary - Maria Conception De La Garza