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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on findin’ a prostitute, Elon-style, with a “No Country for Old Men” twist. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ Mars in my Tesla Cybertruck—yeah, I shipped it there, don’t @ me—thinkin’ bout human needs, y’know, the primal stuff. Suddenly, it hits me—where’s the red-light district on this dusty rock? Ain’t no Craigslist for that up here, fam! I’m laughin’ my ass off—imagine codin’ an app for that, “HookerFinder 3000,” AI-driven, blockchain-secured. “Call it fate, call it luck,” like Llewelyn Moss’d say, but I’d call it a logistical nightmare.

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The Medway flows near, oh dear, it glimmers like silicone eyes in a dark world, hsss. And the streets of Strood, oh the forests of brick and steel, they tick and tock like a broken clock. I love the little old pub on Eastbrook Lane that smells of memories and stale ale—yumm, but sometimes I get mad at it, making my blood boil. Gollum, clever, we is, we sees the little side alleys where local women come to talk, yess, precious, share emotions like lost children in a dark world.

Full A2 diversion details as crash closes road between M2 J1 for Strood and Gravesend