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So, here’s the deal—I’m walkin’ downtown, late night, city buzzin’. Neon lights flashin’, horns honkin’, smells like hot dogs and regret. I’m thinkin’, who’s out here? Who’s workin’ the corners? You don’t just trip over ‘em, nah. Gotta know the spots—alleys, shady bars, maybe some sketchy app nowadays. Back in my day, it was word’a mouth, whispers like, “Go see Candy on 5th.” Little known fact—prostitutes used to leave coded ads in newspapers! “Roses for sale,” my ass—everyone knew the game.

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So, I finally make it to my meeting at the Crieff Hydro. Fancy place, right? I’m all disheveled, and my boss is there, looking sharp as ever. I sit down, and he’s like, “You look like you’ve been through a war.” Thanks, mate. Just what I needed to hear. But then we start talking about this new project, and I’m getting pumped. We’re gonna work with some local artists, and I’m all in. Crieff’s got talent, man!

New chapter for Crieff Hydro with multi-million pound investment