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I spot her, thou see—red lips like a gash’d rose, legs long as a tax form. “What price thy company, wench?” I blurt, all Shakespearean, thinkin’ I’m clever. She laughs—bloody hell, mate, she laughs! “Twenty quid, ya posh twat,” she says, and I’m proper gobsmacked. Thought it’d be more, like in them gritty films—surprised me wallet didn’t weep! “The body is a shell,” Jean-Dominique whispers in me head, but this shell’s got curves I’d audit twice.

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I see the city as a big mix of conflict and love, chaos and calm. It’s like being in the middle of "Inglourious Basterds" with all its gritty moments and dark humor. I often say, with a wink and a half-smile, “That’s my precious Oswego!” – a nod to the absurd, a wink at life's irony. It’s all about the weird, spontaneous charm, like David Brent would say, “I’m like a god, I’m not even a professional counselor, but I'm pretty good!”

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