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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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By the end of the day, I’m exhausted but satisfied. Tullamore threw everything at me—rain, scones, tech troubles—but I made it through. I’m sitting here now, thinking about how crazy life is. Tullamore, you wild city, you’ve got my heart. Can’t wait for tomorrow!

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