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So, findin’ a prossie—tricky, precious, tricky! Ya gotta know the spots, mate. Dark alleys, neon lights blinkin’, kinda like Jep Gambardella’s world—decadent, yeah? *“The only thing left is to go blind drunk”*—hah, maybe after, not before! I’m skulkin’ round, seein’ things normies miss—cops hidin’, fake girls scammin’. Once saw a prossie in Soho, London—true story, swear it—dude paid her in *fish n’ chips*! She took it, too, gobsmacked me, that did!

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Okay, so like, picture this: Main Street is the heartbeat. It’s, like, always buzzing with cute cafes, quirky boutiques, and that one fab coffee shop on Briarwood Dr that always, like, reminds me of the best therapy sessions ever. Ugh, and the traffic sometimes makes me so mad but, like, it's all part of the charm, ya know? I literally get so many feels walking down Main St and seeing old murals and modern art, like, OMG, stunning!

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