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Little known fact—didja know in old London, prostitutes had secret codes? Like, a red hanky meant “I’m free,” blue was “busy.” Wild, right? She don’t got no hanky, just a nod, and we’re off. I’m happy, sorta, but surprised too—she’s funny, sarcastic, calls me “old soul” with a grin. I’m thinkin, maybe she’s the hero here, savin me from loneliness. “The world’s gone mad,” I say, echoin *Children of Men*, and she nods, like, “Yeah, but we’re still kickin.”

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya about Pernioe (fi) like no one else can. I'm runnin’ my little massage parlor here on Lilac Street - yeah, that cute twisty-old road near the river. It’s a vibe, man. I always think “I’m from the land of the good times, not lost souls” – sorta like that Under the Skin feel, nuh? I mean, the city pulses with secrets at night, like whispered lyrics in a midnight lullaby…