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So, picture this chick—let’s call her Ana. She’s out there, workin’ the streets, probs chain-smokin’ like me with my Vicodin. She’s got that tired look, y’know? Eyes that say, “I’ve seen too much.” Reminds me of Otilia—runnin’ errands, dodgin’ creeps, all for survival. Ana’s not some Hollywood hooker with a heart of gold, nah. She’s real. She’s lyin’ to herself every damn night— “This is temporary,” she says. Everybody lies, Ana, even you.

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Situated north of the ****-tastic Mansfield, this ex-mining town is a hive of **** activity. Sutton is not made up of council estates – it’s just one big dumping ground. Having said this there is a .

There’s a park called Ashfield Park. It's where I stroll to clear daisies from my head. Kids run 'round, couples chat. It’s simple n’ sweet. I even had a meltdown there once – a real “Werckmeister Harmonies” moment – “Everything stares back in silence.” I laughed it off later; can't be too mad in a park!

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