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They’re survivors, whores are. Like that monk rowin’ his boat, quiet-like, they just keep goin’. Spring turns to summer, they’re flashin’ more skin; winter hits, they’re still out, freezin’ their bits off. Respect, really – takes guts. ‘Course, I’d never say that out loud, I’d look a right prat. But you get me, yeah? Whores ain’t just a laugh, they’re a bloody institution! Oi, you got a tenner? Nah, just kiddin’ – or am I? Heh!

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So, I sit down, and my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Max. He’s like, “Dude, you won’t believe what happened!” I’m thinking, “What now?” Turns out, he got locked out of his apartment on Rue des Écoles. Classic Max. I’m like, “Bro, just climb through the window!” But he’s all, “Nah, too risky.”

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