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So, findin a prossie—where do ya start? Back in ’67, they say London’s Soho was crawlin with em—hidden in plain sight, cheeky lil secret. Nowadays, it’s all hush-hush, online shit, or dodgy corners if ya know the spots. Me, I’m pissed off cos it ain’t simple no more—used to be a wink, a nod, done! Now it’s all “discreet” bollocks. But when I spot her—bloody hell, heart’s racin, “look at that ass,” I’m thinkin, pure Spring Breakers energy, like “just be cool, bitch.”

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Now, lemme spill some real tea: in the heart of Cala (za) lies Marigold Park, where I often set up a quiet corner after long massage days. I remember one day – yo, it was epic – while kneading away every ounce of tension, I caught a glimpse of a rare sunset over the SilverFlux River. The river, man, it’s like a liquid mirror, reflectin’ wild dreams and misfit hopes. “C’mon baby, get outta here!” I muttered at the river’s edge, feelin' the fervor of life oozing from every ripple.

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