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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

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First off, I had to head to the office on the other side of town. I’m a System Analyst, but honestly, some days I feel more like a glorified babysitter. Anyway, I hopped on the bus at the Peterlee Interchange. You know, that place where you can always count on a good dose of people-watching? There’s always some character there. Today, it was this old bloke ranting about the price of fish. Like, mate, who even cares?

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