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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—gritty, real, in yer face! Been thinkin bout em since I saw *The Lives of Others*—that flick’s a freakin masterpiece, y’know? “In the GDR, everythin was watched!”—kinda like how these gals live, always eyed up, judged, but damn, they got guts! Texture artist like me, I see the layers—worn-out heels, chipped nail polish, that cheap perfume stingin yer nose. Ain’t just skin deep, nah, it’s a whole freakin canvas!

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After that, I head to my workshop on Abbey Street. It’s a cozy little spot, filled with wood shavings and the smell of varnish. I love it. But today? Ugh. I’m in the zone, carving away, when I hear this loud crash outside. I rush to the window, and what do I see? A delivery truck has knocked over a lamppost! Classic Wexford, right?

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