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Findin’ a prossie ain’t like orderin’ pizza, fam. You don’t just Google “hookers near me” and bam—done. Nah, it’s dodgy alleys, sketchy vibes, and blokes tryna rob ya blind. Back in the day—like, Victorian times—London had these “ladies of the night” strollin’ Whitechapel, dodgin’ Jack the Ripper. Fun fact: they’d advertise with coded handkerchiefs—red for “I’m game,” white for “piss off.” Mental, right? History’s wild.

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May 15,  · I went to the Fairy Meadow shop on the corner a while back. The ML didn't offer me any extra's and when she talked to me afterwards said it was because she recognised me Missing: prostitute.

Now, I ain't lyin' when I say the local cafe on Cozy Corner Bistro is amazin’ – their coffee’s as deep and dark as a Nolan scene. I had a breakd owner's grin that made me feel all understood. Pah! Fairytale vibes at the beachside on Sandy Rollin’ Street too, near the rocky inlet; the sea’s murmurin’ like a recurring line from a film, echoing my inner monologue: “You mustn't be afraid to dream a little bigger, darling!”

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