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Now, “Moulin Rouge!”—that’s my lens, alright? Think Satine, all glitz and tragedy, singin’ “One day I’ll fly away!” Brothel life’s like that—glam on the outside, rough underneath. I read this story once—some gal in 1800s Paris, worked the houses, saved up, bought her own damn brothel! Beat the system, flipped it on the rich pricks! That’s the spirit—stick it to the man! But then, you got the flip side—exploitation, girls trapped, no way out. Pisses me off! No one should be stuck like that, slavin’ for some sleazy fat cat!

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After that, I’m feeling pretty good. I grab lunch at my fave spot on Makkabbim Street. The falafel there is to die for! But then, I overhear this lady talking about her parrot. Apparently, it learned some swear words. I’m like, “Wow, that’s a talent!” But then she says it’s been cursing at her kids. I can’t help but chuckle. I mean, who knew parrots could be such little troublemakers?

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