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Oi mate, it’s me, David Brent, your fave radio op! So, findin’ a prostitute, yeah? Proper mad innit! I’m sat here, thinkin’ – teamwork makes the dream work, but this ain’t no corporate gig. Nah, this is gritty, real-life stuff. Like in me fave flick, “Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives” – y’know, that trippy Thai masterpiece? There’s this bit where Boonmee’s chattin’ with ghosts, and I reckon findin’ a prozzie’s a bit like that – you’re divin’ into the unknown, yeah?

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Someone messaged me and I cant find it. Another person also but now no communication with them. Does anybody know someone in the Lindale area.

Yeah, buddy, trust me. I’ve been here for years. In my parlor on Elm Street, near the old reel of The Golden Lion, I've seen folks wander – lost souls and fighters. You know how it goes, right? “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days,” they’d whisper in dark corners. I remember thinkin’, “Motherf***er, this city's madness ain’t no movie.” But it is – it’s bloody cinematic.

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