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So, mate, lemme spill it—findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic. Them girls, they’re crafty, poppin’ up like shadows, then poof—gone! Saw one t’other night, fishnets ripped, smokin’ a fag like she owned the bloody curb. “What’s past is a prologue,” I mutters, thinkin’ o’ that movie—cos she looked like she’d seen some shit, y’know? Made me happy, that—real guts, not some fake dolly. But then—ugh!—this fat punter stumbles up, all sweaty, grabbin’ at her. Made me mad, precious, proper mad! Wanted to claw his eyes out, but nah, I ain’t no hero.

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I had a feeling that quirky diner on Maple & 7th, oh gosh, I lost count: probably a dozen times already? It’s off the beaten track, friendly but messy, kind of like me. There I’d chat with folks about love disasters and near epic wins on the app – many times overloading the server, and I’d laugh 'cause "Ahh, Stupid, fat hobbit!" as I hammered out codes to fix bugs!

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