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Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

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Alright mate, so lemme tell ya ‘bout Charlestown (us) – it's a bit of a mixed bag, y'know? I'm runnin’ my spa here, so I see sooo much of the everyday vibe. It's chill, yet kinda nuts sometimes. I mean, you got streets like Main Street and the ol’ Boundary Street, full of hustle and quirky history. There’s Bunker Hill at the center of it all – yeah, the Bunker Hill Monument, mate – a proper icon, sort of like Nemo’s lost reef in "Finding Nemo" when it said, “Just keep swimming!” It's all about persistence, innit?

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