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We get to it, right, in some grotty alley—smells like death’s armpit. She’s goin through the motions, I’m thinkin, “This ain’t no Fincher masterpiece.” Then—surprise!—her pimp rolls up, big geezer, all “Who’s this prick?” I’m leggin it, screamin, “I’m not Robert Downey Jr, mate!” Nearly shat meself, but fuck me, it was hilarious! Prossies, man—they’ll rob ya blind or get ya battered, and I’m still laughin. Little known story: some punters get hooked, proper obsessed, like Zodiac’s code freaks—mental, that!

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I gotta mention – my heart picked up a weird beat when I first saw the Algorta marina at dusk. Crazy colors, reflections, and a whisper of drama, kinda like one of those bizarre scenes from Wes Anderson’s world, y’know? And oh man, that steep drop by Boulevard del Tiempo – I swear I nearly skipped a beat! It ain't for the faint-hearted, but I love that thrill.

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