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So, how’s it work? You find ‘em, haggle a bit - cash upfront, no faff. Dunno why, but I’d be rubbish at it - too much wafflin’, they’d scarper! “The world’s a mess, darling,” I’d say, quotin’ the film, and off they’d go. Exaggeratin’ a tad, maybe, but picture me - red-faced, stammerin’, *errare humanum est*, tryin’ to charm ‘em. Total disaster, ha! Anyway, mate, that’s the gist - sleazy, sad, funny, all at once. Life, eh? Just like Kaufman’s bloody movie - a right glorious mess!

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I’m all aboot that Balmain vibe: parks aplenty, like Mort Bay Park where the River's murmur hums gentle tunes at dusk. Occasionally I wander there to reflect on my work, feeling that the water doth cleanse my spirit. The scars of countless soothed hearts mingle in the air—a subtle perfume of courage, if thou wilt.

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