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So, here’s me, searchin’ for a prossie—bit of a lark, bit of a muck-up. Why? Dunno, felt like it—life’s a shambles sometimes, eh? Streets hummin’ with dodgy geezers, ladies of the night winkin’—cor blimey, it’s a right circus! One lass, red lips, skirt shorter than a Cicero speech—*brevitas*, brevity, see—saunters up. “Fancy a go, love?” she says. I’m flustered, ramblin’— “Err, umm, rather, eugepae, splendid!”—total twit, me.

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Then, I get to the auction house. It’s on Strada Călărași, and let me tell ya, it’s a cozy little spot. But today? Packed! People everywhere, like sardines in a can. I’m thinkin’, “Great, more competition for bids.” But hey, I thrive on chaos.