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Love their guts though, precious, surviving the muck. One told me—hiss—bloke offered her gold watch once. She took it, pawned it, bought fish n chips! Laughed my slimy arse off—clever, yesss! “What’s the point of all this junk?” she’d say, like Suzy in the film, tossing junk away. Gets me all gooey inside, their cheek! But—grrr—some punters, filthy rats, beat ‘em down. Saw one cry once, blood on her lip—made me wanna claw somethin’!

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This section highlights issues of sexuality, prostitution, and the bawdy side of life in the Confederate Capital.

After that, I headed down to the Richmond Mall. I needed to grab some lunch. I thought, “Hey, let’s treat myself!” So I hit up the food court. I was eyein’ some mean fish and chips. But guess what? The line was longer than the wait for a new iPhone! I was like, “Seriously? It’s just fish!”

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