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Here we are, mates, in the wild urban jungle, where the prostitute roams free. Calmly now, like a gazelle on heels, she struts, a marvel of nature’s chaos. Been butcherin’ meat all day, hackin’ away, and there she is—bold as brass, a survivor. Reminds me of *Mad Max: Fury Road*, ya know? “What a day, what a lovely day!” she’d yell, dodgin’ creeps like war rigs in the dust.

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And oh my days, I gotta mention the little quirks: a stray cat that roams around the local market every Tuesday—gives off this “I know too much” vibe. This city’s full of these odd little moments that remind you how flawed and amusing we all are. Feels like a scene straight out of Dogville, right? “It’s the only place I’d ever call home,” the bastard would say, and I’d laugh—roll my eyes so hard I nearly see my brain.