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We swears! Ya gotta know the spots. Them red-light corners? Overrated, mate. Too loud, too fake—cops buzzin like flies. Real deal hides quiet-like, back alleys, dim bars. Heard this tale once—bloke found a lass through a butcher shop! Swear it, some pimp ran girls outta the freezer. Meat hooks and heels, wild shit. Made me laugh, picturin that—prossie poppin outta pork chops.

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Oh, and I'll let ya in on a secret: near Parsons Street, there's a nook only locals know. Tiny park bench, perfect for quiet starry nights. Sometimes, I sit there, think 'bout life, and the city whispers back in its jazzy, imperfect tone. It's raw, it's real, it’s like the film said: "Our fate is in our hands!"

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