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So, here’s the deal – prossies ain’t just standin there waitin, nah. You gotta know the spots, the signs. Little fact for ya – back in Victorian times, they’d wear red lipstick, signalin they’re up for it. Subtle, but smart, eh? Nowadays, it’s all dodgy ads online or shady corners. Mate’s like, “Is she one?” Pointin at some bird in heels. “You’re a fuckin muppet!” I snap – she’s just drunk, not workin!

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My fave neighborhood? Gotta be the one round Elm Park. It's small, it's quirky, and the folks ain't pretentious. There's this café on 3rd Oak, run by a guy who always yells “Gabagool? Ova here!” like he means it—classic Tony style. I was there last week, got mad happy when my order came out with extra espresso. I almost cried tears of joy, y'know?

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