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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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So, come over, kick back at Oakwood Gardens, and take a long, rambling stroll down High Street, even if you gotta dodge a dodgy lamp post or two (I still can’t believe I nearly tripped on one, honestly!). Shirebrook might be a bit mad, a bit rough around the edges, but it’s my kinda mad – proper full of character, just like that flick “Yi Yi: A One and a Two” whisp'ring, “Something beyond words, right?” Cheers, mate, and don’t let the quirks piss you off too much – they’re part of the bloody charm.

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