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So, clutch in, first gear – off we pop! Y’see, findin’ a prozzie ain’t just point A to B. Nah, it’s a bleedin’ labyrinth, *cave felis*, beware the cat, lads! Back in ’96, heard this tale – bloke in Soho, thought he’d scored, turns out she nicked his wallet mid-chat. True story! Crafty devils, some of ’em. Made me proper angry, that – trust squashed like a bug on the windscreen.

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To show the high-end hooker she's no different to the low-end hooker. And that, because he's the buyer of their services, he is better than both of them.

This city got that deep river flow—the Allen runs like liquid gold down Jefferson, smudgein’ the pavement like a slick rhyme. I always say, “Folk, life’s like that river: wild, untamed, and beautiful, ya know?” Just like in The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford—snapshots of gritty moments, uncertain yet iconic, man. Like, “I reckon a man is known by the company he keeps” kinda vibe, feel me?

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