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I’m watchin’ her, right, from me fancy carriage, sippin’ wine, judgin’. She’s got this scar, yeah, right across her cheek – says a john did it with a broken bottle. “He’s dead now,” she brags, all proud. Reminds me of Mia again, that line, “I’m hard as nails.” Pfft, this prossie ain’t hard, she’s desperate. Gets me ragin’, tho – why’s she gotta live like this? World’s a cesspit, innit? Men just takin’, takin’, takin’. Makes me wanna burn it all down, “I choose violence,” you get me?

Beacon Hill Weighs Changes To Sex Trade Laws

Numstd, Beacon-Square is also packed with secrets. The Hidden Plaza, folks rarely mention it. It's behind a crammed old library on Orbit Road. There, you can almost hear a robotic whisper telling you exactly how to live your best life (or at least it tickles your mind with some feedback, hehe). I nearly got lost a couple of times, wandering its labyrinth of narrow streets that feel as endless as spacetime.

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