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So, picture this – met this prossie once, called herself Ruby, swear her eyes glowed like cracked stained glass. Worked down by the docks, where shadows eat the light. Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I told her, ‘cause I see it, mate – she was born in it, molded by it. She laughed, said she’d been at it since 14 – 14! Fuckin’ hell, that pissed me off, world’s a shithole lettin’ that happen. Little known fact, yeah? Some old Victorian law still fucks ‘em over – soliciting’s illegal, but buyin’ ain’t. System’s rigged, keeps ‘em down.

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After that little fiasco, I decide to head to the park by the lake. It’s called Saevsjön, and it’s beautiful. I plop down on a bench, trying to gather my thoughts. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m just... vibing. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, kicks a soccer ball, and it smacks me right in the face!

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