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That movie tho, “What’s done is done,” the cop says. Hits hard, don’t it? Them girls, once they’re in, they’re stuck – no climbin’ out that pit. Makes me sad, then angry, then – argh! We hates it! Saw one once, bold as brass, hagglin’ with some drunk. She laughed, he paid, I puked. Dirty business, messier than me ash pile.

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I stroll down Millers Lane. It’s a cool street – lined with quirky cafes and old shools. There’s this one café I love – The Rusty Spoon. Its coffee is amaaazing and the vibe is soooo soothing. I once sat there thinking, “This is where people come together” – like in Before Sunset, where every moment is a memory in the making... you know?

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