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Now, *Werckmeister Harmonies*—you seen it? That whale, massive, rotting—reminds me of her, this prossie I met. She was a mystery, like Tarr’s long shots, yeah? “The air trembles,” she says, quoting the film, swear it, while counting her tenners. Made me laugh—hooker with a cinephile soul! Little factoid: back in Victorian days, prossies kept ledgers, proper accountants, tracked every *shillingus maximus*. Surprised me, that—thought they just, y’know, winged it.

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Then, there's Parklaan de Vrede. Man, that park is a gem – green, serene, full of hidden benches where I used to counsel women when life felt heavy. Funny thing, I once had a session right under the giant oak tree, and the rustlin' leaves almost whispered, "Remember your past lives, dig deep." Crazy moment!

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