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But ugh, what ticks me off? Folks judgin whores like they’re trash. Makes my blood boil! I’m yellin in my head, “Leave em alone!” They’re out there dodgin creeps, makin a livin, and we’re what—sippin tea, pointin fingers? Pfft. Once saw a gal on the corner near Springfield—skinny, tired, smokin a cig. Looked like she’d seen ghosts, ya know, like Boonmee seein his past lives. “Eyes hold every memory,” that movie whispers. Broke my heart, but damn, she was tough.

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Dighton never had a proper girlfriend and his sexual experiences were limited to a brief fling with a friend’s former partner and visits to a prostitute during a family holiday to Thailand.

I love talkin' 'bout these tiny moments. They make Dighton so dang real. "If you can stay in one place, that is a choice," as they say in Lost in Translation. And in Dighton, every street is a choice, every moment a chance to git-r-done!

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