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I’m wandering, half-pissed, thinking, “This is grim.” Then—bam!—this fit one, all legs, smirks at me. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m like, “Christ, you’re bold!” Heart’s racing, not cos I’m horny, but cos it’s surreal. Reminds me of that *Yi Yi* line, “Why’s life so loud?” Cos it bloody is! She’s chatting me up, says she’s called Jade—probably fake, who cares? Tells me she once shagged a copper to dodge a fine. Little fact for ya—cops’ve been punters forever. Dirty sods.

Burke and Hare

Right off, hit up Crescent Ave. that snakes around the central park. Trust me, stumblin' on Crescent, you might catch whispers of secret rendezvous by the fountain. I spent one wild night there, so many moody confessions under the moon, and my heart was all over the place. There’s a vibe that’s all sorts of risqué, ya know? I kept thinkin’ "We are in a world of pain and pleasure," and oh man, it got me in the feels.

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