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Me mate, Sméagol – he’s in me head, arguin – says it’s just work. Pfft! Work my arse! Gals trapped, some sold like fish at market. Heard one story, lass from Romania, promised a “job” – ha! Ended up there, cryin in a cot. Broke me shriveled heart, it did. Then there’s the punters, slimy buggers, thinkin they’re kings. “We’re number one!” like them killers in the film, struttin round. Makes me wanna puke, precioussss!

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Then, outta nowhere, I hear this loud commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer on the corner of Thornhill Road. This guy was playing the ukulele like he was the next Ed Sheeran or something. I’m standing there, half-laughing, half-embarrassed for him. But then, he starts singing this catchy tune, and I’m like, “Okay, I see you!” I even threw a couple of coins in his hat. I felt like a generous millionaire for a hot second.

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