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Lemme drop some mad facts - did ya know, back in Victorian days, whores in London had this secret code? Like, flashin’ a red hanky meant “I’m game,” but yellow was “piss off, I’m knackered.” Proper clever, yeah? Makes me laff, thinkin’ they’s outsmartin’ the toffs. I’m like, big up, you crafty mares!

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For the last month I've had to push that ugly beast down the street, jump in, and pop the clutch to get that disloyal whore started. I need.

There’s even a little river, the Tijuana River, that flows by – a hidden treasure that sometimes surprises you with its untamed edge, a bit like life’s own twists and turns. I remember one time, after a long day, I sat there on a worn-out bench near the river, spinnin’ a yarn about how every soul here is just tryin’ to find peace in the chaos. Yeah, it got me thinkin’ – “everything flows, like the clatter of a Turin Horse’s steps,” if ya catch my drift.

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