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Oi mate, so findin’ a prostitute, eh? *trips over imaginary chair* Whoopsie! Me, Mr. Bean, loves “Boyhood” – y’know, that flick where life just sorta… happens? “Time just kinda sneaks up,” like that movie says. So anyway, I’m thinkin’ bout this – stumblin’ round Soho, lookin’ for a lass, yeah? *mimes walkin’ into a pole* Oof! Streets all dark, dodgy blokes everywhere, smells like wee and chips. Didya know, right, prostitutes been around since forever? Like, ancient Rome had ‘em – called ‘em “lupae,” wolf-girls, cos they howled or summat. Wild, innit?

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I remember one time—seriously, had my mind blown—when this scruffy dude on Vine St started spoutin’ “A Prophet” quotes right out cuz he was feelin’ the flow, like “The streets are what I rule.” Crazy, right? It got me all mad & happy at once – tha moments stick! And yeah, sometimes i jus’ wander aimlessly, catching glimpses of history n’ heartbreak in each cracked sidewalk. I mean, life’s a gamble, but here? It feels pure, man.

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