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I’m ramblin’ now—brain’s buzzin’. Findin’ a prostitute’s like pickin’ a pastry from Zero’s bakery—some look sweet, some bite back. “Lobby boy, fetch me a good one!” I’d yell if I could. Ha! Imagine that—me, Gandalf, pimpin’ in style. Anyway, you gotta watch out—cops, pimps, weirdos—traps everywhere. YOU SHALL NOT PASS, I’d boom, staff glowin’, scarin’ ‘em off.

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Suddenly, I saw two prostitutes coming towards me, half naked and beckoning for my attention. Then suddenly a voice spoke to me, why can't you.

Anyway, I head to the shop on Market Street. It’s packed, as usual. Everyone’s buzzin’ about the footie match later. I’m tryin’ to take bets, but this one guy, right? He’s all over the place. “I wanna put tenner on the underdog!” he shouts. I’m like, “Mate, you sure? They haven’t won a game all season!” But he’s adamant. So, I take his bet. I mean, who am I to crush dreams, right?

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