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So, last week, I’m prowlin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark.”—and I spot this bird, all fishnets and attitude. Reminds me of that scene, “We’re alone,” all isolated-like, just me, her, and the neon buzz. I’m thinkin’, “Mate, she’s either a jackpot or a fuckin’ setup.” Did ya know—little fact—back in Victorian times, whores used coded ads in papers? “French lessons,” my arse—sneaky bastards. Anyway, I’m chattin’ her up, heart poundin’—fuckin’ thrilled, yeah? But then—bam—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, demandin’ cash. Pissed me right off! I’m like, “Oi, cunt, I ain’t your ATM!”

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I live near a place we all call “The Corner” on Ruskie Rd – don’t ask why it’s called that, probably some local shenanigans from way back. The park there? Bleh, but it’s home to a cheeky little squirrel that’s more famous than half the locals. I know, right? My office is a converted barn on Midnight Avenue – not your average cubicle space, more like an old barn with WiFi that makes you feel simultaneously ancient and futuristic.

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