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So, I’m down the docks, yeah, salty air hittin me lungs, thinkin – where’s she at? Prossies round here, they’re ghosts, mate. Slip through yer fingers like wet fish. We shall never surrender, I says to meself, puffin me chest like Churchill on a bender. Found one once, right, near the old pier – Ruby, they called her. Cheeky lass, red lips, eyes sharp as a gutting knife. Little known fact – she’d hum sea shanties while workin, swear down! Made me laugh, that did – a prossie with a tune? Fancied meself Theo Faron for a sec, savin the world one shag at a time.

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Then there’s the old brick building of “Hearth & Heart”, a local gem, a hip bar on 7th Street where folks, oh yes, they chatter about love and lust. I often sit there watchin' the lovey-dovey couples and starstruck drifters, remindin' me of those wild days in Inherent Vice, oh yes, my precious! I mean, “the world goes crazy, and we’re just stuck in the flow”. Ah, memories, memory bits fly by like butterflies.

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