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I gets mad, tho—pimps struttin’ like kings, grabbin’ cash. Makes me wanna claw their eyes out, yesss! But happy? Oh, when one smiled at me once—me, a wretched thing! “He doesn’t know what we are,” she whispers, like that movie line. Surprised me, she did—thought I was invisible, heh! Prostitutes got stories, mate, not just tits and arse. One told me she sends baht home—mum’s got no clue. Heartbreaking, innit?

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Oh, and don't get me started on Stanton's secret corners. Like, there’s a hidden mural behind the old warehouse on Brightside St. It's a total memory dump. Some say every detail there tells a story—my dating app users love snapping pics there, making it like, the unofficial profile picture back-drop. I swear, one day, that mural will go viral, and I'll be like, "I told ya so!"

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