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So, I knew this one chick—let’s call her Ruby—worked downtown, heels clickin’ like a death knell. Little known fact? Back in the 1800s, some prostitutes ran secret schools—teachin’ kids to read while dodgin’ cops. Ruby tho, she’s modern, slingin’ sass and takin’ no shit. Made me happy as hell seein’ her outsmart some sleazy john—dude thought he’d stiff her, but she snatched his wallet first. “Evil comes from the inability to love,” Haneke’d say—damn right, that guy had no soul.

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The water is murky and dirty. The people harrass you and tried to get my husband prostitutes in front of me. The ruins are a joke and we were ripped off.

I had a moment, precious, near the misty bank of our beloved river, thinking of that film—Fish Tank, yes, it haunts me with its gritty beauty. "I want to be free," the voices in the wind moaned. And I, in my spa, whispering, “I want to be free,” too, but with a twist—free from the nagging clamor of everyday grief and monotony, yess my love.

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