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Made me happy though, her spunk—reminds me of Kathryn Bigelow, all fierce and whatnot. Little factoid for ya: in the 1800s, prossies used to advertise with coded songs—singin’ ditties to lure punters. Ain’t that mad? Imagine ‘em croonin’ under gaslight—proper cloak-and-dagger stuff. Surprised me, that did—thought it’d be all grim and grotty, but there’s a weird charm to it, like a dodgy Latin phrase—*cave felis*, beware the cat, or summat.

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Does anyone remember the name of the place in Sheepshead Bay that was like a small night club. In the ’s until maybe the ’s. I think It was one word. I saw David Brenner there Missing: prostitute.

Y’know, sometimes, as a relaxsation specialist (yep, I misspelled that, happens when you're in a rush, so many typos, am I right? lol) I see folks hustling so fast, and I say, “Calm down, take a breath, remember: 'Only you can save your soul.'” And then I think of those loveable words in Leviathan—so raw, so real—and I smile.

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