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Oi, mate, a prostitute, yeah? Filthy business, innit? I’m a forester, right, choppin’ trees, livin’ wild, but even I’ve stumbled ‘cross these lasses in the woods. Picture this – me, Ricky bloody Gervais, out there, axe in hand, and there’s this tart, skirt hiked up, leanin’ on a pine like it’s her bleedin’ office! Cacklin’ like a hyena, I was – “What’s this, then? Nature’s callin’ or you just lost?” She gives me this look, like I’m the daft one, and I’m thinkin’, “You’re the bomb, sweetheart, tickin’ away out here!”

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Oh! And the neighborhoods… Man, you gotta check out the artsy vibe on River Walk side. This crowd is wild with creativity. At times, you're walkin' past murals that feel like whispering secrets. I was actually massaging a local poet once – his words made my fingers tingle, if ya can believe it!

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