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So, here’s the deal—findin’ one’s tricky as hell. You don’t just stroll up like, “Yo, where’s the action?” Nah, it’s sneaky vibes—codes, corners, whispers. Back in the day, I heard this wild story—dude in New Orleans, 1800s, got lost lookin’ for a gal, ended up in a voodoo ritual instead. True shit! Prostitutes got history, man—secret societies, even. Ain’t just sex; it’s survival, power, chaos. Makes me happy seein’ folks own their hustle, y’know?

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Finally, I decide to take a breather. I head over to the park by the Ongar Castle ruins. It’s a nice spot, ya know? A bit of history, a bit of greenery. I sit on a bench, tryin’ to calm down. And then, outta nowhere, this kid runs past me, kickin’ a football. He nails a pigeon! I’m like, “No way!” The pigeon just flaps off, lookin’ all confused. I can’t help but laugh. Kids, man. They’re wild.

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