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So, findin a prostitute ain’t no picnic—streets buzzin with dodgy blokes, lights flickerin like they’re bout to die. I’m vibin, tho—love the chaos, makes me grin like a madman. Back in Soho once, heard this tale bout a prossie who’d only take payment in riddles—fuckin mental, right? Had to stump her with “What’s got 4 legs and 1 arm?” Answer’s a pitbull comin back from the park, hah! She laughed her arse off, gave me a discount. Little known shit like that—keeps ya sharp.

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I’ve got my spot by the riverside near Quai des Amoureux. It’s weirdly romantic even if it annoys me. I often sit there and think about life's absurdity. The Doubs flows there lazily while I wonder if every family is secretly in turmoil. Typical Mandeure secrets, hidden behind pretty facades. There’s something almost cinematic here, like a scene straight from Zodiac, where every shadow hides a secret. "I really do hate everything, but here I am."

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