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So, findin’ a prostitute? Man, it’s a hunt. Not like trackin’ rare deep-sea anglers, tho. Those girls are out there, scales shinin’ in neon—red lights, tight skirts. I’ve heard tales, y’know, from old dock workers. Back in ‘98, some chick in Marseille—called her “La Sirène.” Fishermen swore she’d lure ‘em in, voice like a damn siren. Took their cash, left ‘em broke and smilin’. True story—or so they say. *Wheeze.* Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ how dumbasses fall for it.

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I’m walking along the waterfront, and I spot this old bloke fishing. He’s got a proper setup, and I’m thinking, “Man, I wish I could just chill like that.” So, I strike up a convo. Turns out, he’s been fishing here for decades. He tells me stories about the old days when Barrow was booming. I’m laughing, and he’s got this twinkle in his eye. It’s nice to hear someone who loves this place as much as I do.

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