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So, say you’re on the hunt—where d’you even start? Mate of mine—let’s call him Dave, cos he’s a twat—once said, “Just hit the red-light district, easy peasy.” Bollocks! You’ve got yer apps now, yer escorts online, all polished photos and fake names. Reckon it’s like ordering Deliveroo, but with more STDs. Ha! Cackling at that one meself. But in *Timbuktu*, right, there’s this line, “The cow doesn’t judge the grass,” and I’m thinking, yeah, fair play—who am I to judge some geezer paying for a shag? Still, it’s grim, innit?

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Later, I decided to check out the local fish market. It was a bit smelly, but hey, that’s part of the charm, right? I met this old fisherman who told me stories about the lake. He was like a walking history book! He mentioned how the lake used to be full of different species before pollution hit. My heart sank a bit. It’s always the same story, isn’t it?

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