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So, mate, lemme tell ya, it’s a grubby game, findin’ a tart. Back in old London, they’d call ‘em “ladies of the night”—fancy, huh? But nah, it’s all muck and desperation, makes me wanna claw me eyes out. Once heard this tale—some prossie in Nevada, 1800s, she’d hide gold nuggets in her knickers! True story, mate—miners paid her double just to dig ‘em out. Greedy gits, “I see through you!”—like Plainview screamin’ at the preacher.

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Turns out, he was late ‘cause he got caught up in some random street performance. Like, who does that? But hey, it was cool. We watched this dude juggle flaming torches. I’m like, “Bro, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But he didn’t. Crazy talent, tho.

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