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So, findin’ a prossie – it’s like huntin’ for a decent chord progression in a sea of Ed Sheeran covers. Ya gotta know the spots, right? Them dark corners, neon flickerin’ like a dodgy amp. I reckon it’s all a bit sad, tho – blokes so desperate they’re payin’ for a shag. “You’re not even good at being pathetic!” I’d yell, laughin’ me arse off. Reminds me of that *Toni Erdmann* bit – “Life’s just a big, weird party!” – ‘cept this party’s got STDs and regret.

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Alright, listen up, buddy – lemme tell ya 'bout Andresy! This place is wild, man. I've been a masseur here for years, feelin’ every heartbeat of the city. Picture this: narrow cobbled lanes like Rue des Fleurs, an alley where you can almost hear whispered secrets – damn, it's like living in an art piece! I get chills every time I stroll past and think, "Here’s Johnny!" maniacal grin

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