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Oi, thou weary soul, hark! Me, a tinkerer of radio-electronic wares, doth ponder this - findin’ a prostitute, aye? ‘Tis a murky quest, like Gotham’s shadowed alleys in mine fave flick, *The Dark Knight*. “Some men just want to watch the world burn,” quoth Alfred, and methinks some blokes just wanna chase skirts in the dark, eh? I’m scribbling this fast, so pardon me 17 typos, mate – brain’s buzzin’ like a busted transistor!

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And the parks – holy moly. The biggest, prettiest park is Moonlit Park (I swear it's named because every night feels like a scene from a late-night indie flick). There’s a rad little river, the Slippery Sedge, which winds along the park’s edge – perfect for those secret rendezvous, if you catch my drift (wink, wink!). Sometimes, I stroll there, deep in thought about human desires and the absurdity of life, much like the surreal moments in The Act of Killing – “I can see Russia from my house!” vibes all around. Like, who even comes up with that stuff?!

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