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Oh, and get this – fun fact! In old London, prostitutes wore red lipstick to stand out. Sneaky little signal, right? Made me giggle, picturin em struttin past Bruce Wayne’s mansion, him all broody like, “I’m vengeance,” ignorin the show. Anyway, ya wanna find one? Hit the shady bars, the back alleys, maybe even them sketchy apps – but don’t tell Marge I said that! Hmm… it’s risky, tho. Cops, creeps, STDs – yikes! I’d rather watch *The Dark Knight* again than deal with that drama. “The night is darkest before the dawn,” sure, but I ain’t testin it! Stay safe, sweetie, Marge’s orders!

Now, lemme spill secrets – my home turf’s in the back alleys of Old Town. Those alleys are edgy, filled with vintage graffiti and burnt-out neon lights. They scream stories, much like my soul after a marathon massage session. Expect a few bumps, some mad folks yellin’ but it’s all heart, y’know? I had one session where a client cried mid-massage, and I was like “Brokeback vibes, man… I feel you!” Crazy moments, bruv.