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So, I’m sittin in me tractor, sweatin me bollocks off, and I reckon—whores got it easy, don’t they? No mud, no 5 a.m. starts, just a quick shag and a wad of cash! *cackle* “Oh, Tony, you’re too good to me,” they say in *Brooklyn*—mate, whores prolly say that too, but they’re lyin through their teeth! Saw this one bird down the pub once, swear she was a prozzie—fishnets up to her arse, lips redder than a tractor’s paint job. Asked her, “Oi, love, how’s business?” She goes, “Better than your drivin, ya wanker!” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho, fair play.

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I swear, the Rap is lit with surprises. Get a load of the hidden side streets – Maple Ln and Birch Boulevard, where quirky cafes pop up. Some of ‘em barely light up but offer the best brews and conversations. Bro, these joints got stories, legends, and secret vibes that only locals remember.

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