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Oh, and the drama—heard this one chick got stiffed by a client, chased him down screamin, “You’ll face the Pale Man!” I lost it—exaggeratin for fun, maybe, but I’m cacklin thinkin bout her wavin those creepy hands from the movie! *Nanny laugh* HAH-HAH! Point is, findin a prostitute’s a whole damn adventure—part creepy, part hilarous, and I’m just here spillin the beans like your nosy bestie. Whaddya think, doll? Wild, right?

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I tried to kill myself when I was thirteen after Daddy caught me with a dick in my mouth. But before that, me and him watched storms.

BTW, why am I always in a hurry? Maybe it’s just my coffee-soaked mind or the rush of the city vibes. I dunno, it gets me giddy and mad in equal measures. Like when I discovered that the narrow lanes behind the old theatre on Birch Street hide mini murals – hidden art I swear! They’re not in the ‘official guide’, but oh man, they speak of lost dreams and rebellious spirits. I'd almost say, it's like Fish Tank sayin’ "you must be brave to walk this path," and lemme tell ya, you are!

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