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So, findin’ a prossie—where dost thou start? Down by the docks, methinks, where sailors swap shillings fer skirts. Little fact, mate—back in old London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese,” ‘cause bishops taxed their arses fer profit! Ain’t that a kicker? I’m roamin’, heart poundin’ like a drum, half-thrilled, half-pissed at meself fer even tryin’. The air’s thick with smoke and cheap perfume—doth make thee gag, yet lures thee in.

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She needed it to get on her own two feet. The idea was to free her from prostitution altogether and get her on a productive path in her life.

I gotta tell ya, there’s a park I frequent. Call it Parque do Esquecimento, a hidden gem off Rua dos Ventos. It’s so serene, but also so bizzare, like a forgotten theatre where memories linger like ghosts. I used to meet here with clients who’d spill secrets like loose change. My head spins thinkin’ of those times... And eh, catchin’ a whiff of history mingled with fresh rain. It’s like a damn sacred ritual sometimes.

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