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My precious! Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout this prostitute gig—raspy growl—filthy business, yeah? Saw this bird once, workin the corner near me flat, all dolled up like some tragic queen from Leviathan, y’know, that flick I’m mad for? “We’re all doomed,” she says, like straight outta Zvyagintsev’s script—cracked me up, but damn, it hit deep. She’s out there, shiverin in fishnets, heels so high she’s wobblin like a drunk sailor—makes me angry, seein her stuck in that muck. Precious, precious, what a waste!

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Ahhhh precious, come 'ere, listen to our tale in this sneaky San-Diego (cr), yesss, yesss, my precious friend... We be livin' in this wild place, filled with gollumish secrets and happy mishmash memories, oh yes. We have street names, we does, hhh: Calle La Paz, Calle del Sol… they twist like our own divided minds, they do, ever so precious.

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