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Alright, pal, strap in—Jack Nicholson’s comin’ at ya, maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” So, we’re talkin’ findin’ a prostitute, huh? Lemme paint ya a picture, somethin’ wild, somethin’ like *Spirited Away*—that flick’s my jam, Miyazaki’s a freakin’ genius. Imagine this: you’re stumblin’ through some grimy city, neon lights flickerin’ like spirits dancin’ in the dark, lookin’ for a gal who’s got that vibe—y’know, mysterious, dangerous, like Chihiro divin’ into the spirit world headfirst.

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They find themselves in the care of a Catholic orphanage that sends them spiraling in opposite directions and drives Charlotte to the brink of emotional.

Our little pockets like East End and Riverside are pure magic. East End’s got these dank back alleys where you can find the best street art ever – honestly, proper eye candy, innit? Riverside’s all about laid-back feels, with picnics by the water while you’re listenin’ to old school jazz. And bruv, I can’t forget about Central Park – nah, not that boring one, I’m talkin’ 'bout the secret one behind Larkin’s, the one where I go for a zen sesh after a hard day’s work. Crazy quiet, mad vibes, proper soul-soothing like a whisper of The Master’s dialogue: “Loneliness, it’s a bitter pill, innit?”

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