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So, findin’ one? Check them dodgy alleys, mate. Neon lights buzzin’, stinkin’ of sweat and cheap perfume. “We’re lost in the forest!” I mutters, like in the movie, but it’s just a piss-soaked street. Look for the fishnets, the winks—ooh, they’re crafty! Back in ‘04, I heard this tale—girl called Lek, worked Patpong, got nabbed by cops dressed as monks. Fuckin’ wild, right? Sneaky bastards tricked her good!

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Alright mate, lemme tell ya about Auburn-Gresham (us) – the real deal. It's a crazy mix of vibes and history. I live here and run my spa, so I'm always in tune with every nook and cranny! Pulaski Road's buzzing, ya know? Crazy shops, food joints, and random art vibes. Like, sometimes you'd see a mural that just stops ya in your tracks – "I see you," right? Feels like a scene from Caché, almost eerie but real.

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