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But—ugh—some blokes treat ‘em like trash. Kicks me guts, that does. We swears! They’re people, not meat. *Ida* vibes, y’know? Quiet pain, hidin’ deep. “God’s not here today,” film says. Maybe not for them either. Still, some laugh, crack jokes—sassy as hell. One called her pimp “Lord Wanker”—nearly pissed meself laughin’! Love that grit, that fire. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But they’re tough, tougher than us, precious.

“I used to be a sex worker, so I have a shared experience with them"

By the afternoon, I’m running on fumes. I’ve dealt with lost pets, flat tires, and a million traffic jams. But then, I get a call from a kid. He’s lost his way to the playground by the River Little. I’m like, “Kid, just follow the sound of laughter!” But I guide him anyway. It’s kinda sweet, you know?

Treasured Birr shop front will be retained during renovation work