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But here’s the thing—it pisses me off! These girls, they’re out there, dodgin’ cops, creeps, STDs—and society’s like, “Eh, trash.” Trash?! They’re hustlin’ harder than half these Wall Street schmucks! In *White Material*, Maria’s fightin’ for her land, her dignity—prostitutes, same deal, fightin’ for survival. “This is my place,” Maria yells—damn right, they’re claimin’ theirs too! I respect that, I do, but—ugh—it’s messy! The danger, the grime, the pimps—makes my skin crawl. I’d lose my mind out there, screamin’, “Where’s the hand sanitizer?!”

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F. Delitzsch. Righteousness was not merely like a passing guest in the city, but she who came down from above had there fixed her permanent abode; there she used to tarry day and night, .

Now, peep this: the town river, the Elster. Always chillin’ along its banks, reflecting sunset glows. I used to sit by there, thinkin’ bout life, passion, and sometimes get a lil' mad when things get too quiet. Who knew a river could stir such drama?

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