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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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Ummm, my fav haunts? Check out the backstreets off Bahnhofstrasse. Dropped my last coffee here – splashed all over my notebook – damn mess! But it captured a moment of real emotion; heart pounding like thunder. I even bumped into a stray puppy once. Awkward but kinda heartwarming… why life is strange sometimes.

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