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Hey, folks, listen up! I’m sittin’ here—thinkin’ ‘bout prostitutes, y’know? Here’s the deal… I saw this flick, “A Prophet,” back in ‘09—Jacques Audiard, real genius. Made me cry, laugh, all that jazz. Reminds me of this gal—let’s call her Tammy. Worked the corner near Scranton, tough as nails. Kinda like Malik in the movie, y’know—“You’re alone now, kid.” She was alone too—damn, broke my heart.

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So, I’m outta bed, and I’m like, “Today’s the day!” I had this plan to explore the harbor. You know, the one by the old fish factory? Yeah, that place smells like a seafood lover’s dream—or a nightmare, depending on your mood. Anyway, I grab my coffee from the local café, Kaffi Krokur. Best brew in town, no cap. I’m chugging it down, feeling all hyped, when I spill some on my shirt. Classic me, right?

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