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Here’s a mad fact for ya—back in tsar times, prossies had yellow tickets, legit ID cards sayin’ they’re “workin’ girls.” Imagine that, eh? Handin’ that over at the pub like, “Cheers, I’m legal!” Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, apps and coded ads—none o’ that “call me” on a lamppost rubbish. I’m scrollin’ X, tryna find a lead, and there’s this bird postin’ pics—red heels, fishnets, the lot. I’m like, “Bingo, darling!” But then—surprise!—turns out she’s a cop sting. Nearly shat meself laughin’—Loki, outsmarted? Never! “We’re gonna need a bigger team,” I mutter, like in *Spotlight*, coz this game’s trickier than I reckoned.

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After that, I needed a breather. So I headed to the park by the Tone River. It’s so peaceful there, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid starts flying a kite. And not just any kite—a giant dragon kite! It swoops down and nearly takes my head off. I’m dodging like I’m in a ninja movie. I laughed, but also thought, “What’s this kid’s deal?”

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