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Hehehe, why so serious? Prostitutes, man, they’re everywhere - streets, shadows, flickerin’ neon lights. Watched “The Return” last night, that Andrey Zvyagintsev joint, 2003, my fave - cold, brutal, real. Reminds me of this one hooker I met, Tanya, down by the docks. Eyes like that kid in the film, y’know, “Where’ve you been?” - lost, haunted, carryin’ too much. She was peddlin’ herself, fishnets torn, lipstick smeared, smellin’ like cheap vodka and regret. Laughed in my face when I asked her price - “What’s it to ya, clown?”

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Welp, I gotta rave about the local legends. They got a church – St. Johannes Kirche – that stands there like a beacon of ancient times, man. It’s so chill, even the birds seem to reflect on their past lives, chirpin’ softly in the rhythm of the wind. It’s downright mesmerizing, like, “Life, memory, and all that mystical stuff.” Man, I sometimes get so mad ‘cause I’d love to sit a spell and soak it all in, but bam – life happens!

In the Dock: Weymouth