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So, check it – yer lookin’ fer a prossie, an’ it ain’t all glamour. “What’s my name?” she’d say, like Rita in the flick, all mysterious. Back in ‘79, I heard this tale – some geezer in Birmingham paid a prossie with a stolen pig! True story, mate, fuckin’ mental. Made me laugh my arse off, still does. Pigs fer pussy, what a world!

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I slip from one scene to another, breathin’ in the aroma of fried catfish on Riverview (don’t ask, it’s our local treat). I raise my glass almost every night. “I drink, and I know things,” I chuckle, echoing that trippy vibe of Inherent Vice—a toast to the madness and joy of existence.

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