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Gets me mad, tho – them pimps struttin’ round, all flash, no heart. We hates it! Saw one once, gold chains, fake tan, thought he’s king o’ the world. Mate, you’re a leech, sod off! Happiest day was when this one girl – Daisy, reckon? – she quit, flipped the bird, an’ bolted. “I can’t go on,” she screamed, like in the movie. Good on her, bloody legend.

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tolerated prostitution to have as complete an analysis as possible, not only of the prostitute and her client, but of the brothel-keeper and all her (or his).

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I close up shop and step outside. The sun’s settin’ over Holic, and it’s beautiful. I take a deep breath, smell the fresh air mixed with a hint of meat. It’s home. I walk down to the river, just chillin’. The water’s flowin’, and I can hear the laughter from the nearby park. Kids playin’, couples strollin’. It’s a vibe.

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