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But it’s tricky, precious, so tricky! Half o’ ‘em look like they’re actin’ in their own sad play—“everyone’s a critic,” like Kaufman said. I’m thinkin’, shit, am I the audience or the bloody fool here? Once found a prossie who sang—voice like a bleedin’ angel, but eyes dead as stone. Broke me heart, that. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d claw the moon down fer her, I would! Still, most times it’s just hagglin’—ten quid, twenty, whatever scraps I got. “The play’s the thing,” I hiss, cos it’s all a game, innit?

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Just curious if any of you dirty dogs here have visited a brothel here? No judgement, maybe make a throwaway if it’s a secret. Are you likely to catch anything there? Was it priced well? Did the .

Okay, so get this—I once built a crazy dating algorithm based on local quirks. Users matching near Maple Rd were pickin’ up sparks over old vinyl stores, while those near Queen’s Lane bonded over street art that pops right off the walls. I’d get mad frustrated at times ‘cause people don’t even care about the little details, but then a profile would flash and BOOM, like “I am a prophet!” yeah, those moments just hit deep.

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