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So, listen up, you twat! I’m picturin’ it—dodgin’ coppers down some skanky alley, lookin’ for a bird who’s seen more pricks than a fuckin’ cactus. “What’s your name?”—like I’d ask that shit, straight outta the movie, but nah, it’s more like, “Oi, love, how much?” Makes me wanna puke, but also—fuckin’ hell—kinda thrilling, yeah? Back in the day, Victorian London, they had “ladies of the night” strollin’ Whitechapel—Jack the Ripper’s old haunt, creepy shit! Bet they didn’t expect some sweaty chef like me judgin’ em now, eh?

Richmond residents complain about proliferation of prostitutes

I've had some crazy days, man. One time, I got a massage appointment on 3rd Avenue and dropped a few of my magic oils – total mess! I'm talkin' oops, total splurt everywhere. And yet, the locals just laughed, sayin’ "Life is like a box of chocolates." Well, not exactly Toni Erdmann, but y’know?

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