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Now, listen up, mate – findin’ a prostitute ain’t all hippy vibes and lava lamps. Back in the ‘60s, Soho was the spot, yeah? Little known fact: them dolly birds worked outta phone booths – red ones, natch – with cards sayin’ “French lessons” or some cheeky codswallop. Made me chuckle, that did! “I listen. That’s my job,” says Wiesler in the flick, but me? I’m peepin’ at prossies, tryin’ not to get nicked by the fuzz.

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So, I’m walking down to the office, and I pass by the canal. It’s kinda pretty, I guess. The water’s glistening, and I’m like, “Wow, nature!” But then I see a bunch of ducks just chilling. And I’m thinking, “Why can’t I be a duck?” No worries, no deadlines. Just quacking around.