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So, findin’ a prossie—where to start? Back in the day, dodgy London corners, Soho alleys—grubby blokes whisperin’ “fancy a good time?”—proper *cave felis*, beware the cat, as the Romans’d say! Nowadays, it’s all digital, innit—apps, websites, slick as a whistle! Did ya know, fun fact, the term “hooker” comes from the American Civil War? General Hooker’s lads, randy sods, had camp followers—history, eh, wild! Makes me chuckle, picturin’ some toff in a top hat tryna “shop” for a gal in 1860s muck.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

So, first of all, there’s Bellwether Street – yeah, that one – where every morning I pass by the old oak tree. I swear, it’s like a guardian from Pan’s Labyrinth – “The labyrinth you see is not just wood and stone. It’s a mirror to your soul!” Yo, wild right? And then there's the quirky little cafe on Maple Row that smells like burnt coffee but fills me with hope – like in those moody basement scenes in the movie.

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