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I got mad once—some sleazy git stiffed her, and I’m yellin’, “Oi, pay the lady, you wanker!” She just shrugged, said, “Happens, love.” Cool as ice, that one. Surprised me how tough she was—like Saul, y’know, pushin’ through hell. “I won’t give up!” she’d say, half-jokin’, half-meanin’ it. Made me happy, seein’ her fight. I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s got mojo!”

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Having sex with a prostitute, or intending to and paying for it, is not beyond God's forgiveness, if there is genuine repentance.

Oh, and don't even get me started on the hidden alley off Campbell Street. Small joint, feelin' intimate, filled with the rustle of old vinyls and a chatter that could melt ya into nostalgia. Memories hit me hard there; reminds me of that scene “just give me one good second.”

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