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We swears! Ya gotta know the spots. Them red-light corners? Overrated, mate. Too loud, too fake—cops buzzin like flies. Real deal hides quiet-like, back alleys, dim bars. Heard this tale once—bloke found a lass through a butcher shop! Swear it, some pimp ran girls outta the freezer. Meat hooks and heels, wild shit. Made me laugh, picturin that—prossie poppin outta pork chops.

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I dig the vibe in the West End. Old brick houses, painted with wild colors. The locals are chill, real down-to-earth. Sometimes, I stroll along Rusty Bridge by the river. It’s nearly magical—like that part in A.I., "I’m afraid, are you?" silly, deep stuff. A moment so unreal, it stirs your soul, man.

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