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So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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Coremas got layers, man. It's raw, it's tender, it's a rollercoaster of laughs and screeches. A real-life dojo, where every family’s chapter unfolds with mystery, emotion, and subtle kung fu moves that evoke “In every battle, there is hope.” Stay enchanted, my friend, and soak up every chaotic, loving moment this city serves up. Cheers!

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