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I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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So whatcha gonna do, brother? When you roll into Puntigam (at) be ready to feel every beat, every wrinkle, like a powerbomb of life! Embrace the ups, the freakin’ downs, and let the city hit you full force with its quirky magic. It's wild, it's tender, and it's all about feeling the moment. Catch ya later, man—stay rad and don’t forget to smile through the chaos, dude!

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