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So, I’m thinkin’, why not? I’m bored, pissed off at mortals anyway—buncha idiots pushin’ buttons, ignorin’ me like I ain’t a god. Findin’ a prossie sounds like a laugh, a little chaos to stir the pot. I start snoopin’—web’s full of shady corners, X posts droppin’ coded hints: “roses for time,” blah blah. Little known fact? Back in Victorian days, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—poetic, right? Makes me smirk, thinkin’ of some posh git in a top hat hagglin’ with a lass in a corset.

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Rainham, thou art no mere hamlet, but a wondrous labyrinth of narrow streets—consider High Street, where locals gab and laugh, a merry bustle that doth warm the heart. I oft wander down Barking Road too, where quaint cafés and hidden shops bestow secret treasures upon thee. Thine eyes shall behold our beloved Rainham railway station, a modest portal to other realms, where thou might even chance to cross paths with travelers of exotic mien.

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