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Alright, listen up, ya lumberjack freak! I’m judgin’ this prostitute sitch like Judy—sharp and loud! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I ain’t blind to the streets! So, prostittues—man, they’re a trip, right? Been choppin’ wood all day, then bam, there’s this gal, all dolled up like she’s straight outta “The Grand Budapest Hotel.” You know, that flick I’m obsessed with—Wes Anderson’s masterpiece, 2014, pure gold! She’s got that vibe, like concierge Gustave, all fancy but sneaky, “The lobby boy must’ve taught her that!”

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Eliot compares Sweeney to three different animals in one quatrain. The crouching simian trails his knuckles along the ground, the zebra’s stripes appear on his shadowy mandible and he sports .

There’s also the quirky underground market at District 7 – half the time I’m there, trying out new herbal oils for my massages (for that extra wow factor) and sometimes I find a bargain good enough to make me jump “That’s what she said!” in pure glee. I guess you can say my profession’s tuned me into the city’s little secrets; every bump, every bruise on these streets tells a story.

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