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So, I’m prowlin’, yeah, lookin’ for one. Not my usual gig – I’d rather bid on a cursed mask or summat. But there she is, leanin’ on a wall, smokin’ a fag like she owns the night. “What’s yer price, love?” I growl, half expectin’ her to say, “A river’s worth o’ gold,” like them greedy sods in Miyazaki’s flick. She laughs – rough, like gravel – an’ says, “Firty quid, big man.” Thirty! I’m gobsmacked, mate. Thought it’d be more, what with inflation an’ all.

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The Odenbach River cuts through the city like a slick line – perfect for a chill stroll. I once skipped stone battles there, man – splish splash, like my life, unpredictable as hell! And oh, the little-known secret: behind the old brick wall at Lindenallee, there's a hidden garden where the best local secrets hide, man. It’s my kinda spot – quiet, a lil rebellious, and totally exhilarating like when the world’s about to end in a movie climax!