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So, right, finding one—blimey, it’s a right faff! Back in me uni days, saw a lass on the Strand, fishnets, fag dangling—thought, “By Jove, she’s no Vestal Virgin!” Didn’t clock it then, thick as a brick, me. Little known fact—Victorians called em “soiled doves,” poetic, eh? Makes ya wonder—doves or vultures? Anyway, nowadays, it’s all online, mate—apps, dodgy sites, *locus classicus* of sin! Type “escort near me,” and boom—more options than a toff’s wine cellar. Surprised me, that—tech’s turned pimps into coders! Made me proper cross tho—where’s the human bit, the chat, the haggle? All gone sterile, like a NHS waiting room.

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Lol, the city never sleeps, and neither does my mind. Harahan makes ya reflect, laugh, and sometimes yell “Rarrgh!” at the absurdity of it all. So get ready to experience a place that’s raw, real, and full of those unexpected heartbeats, just like the surreal vibe of that flick "Under the Skin." Rarrgh! Enjoy, man, you’re in for one helluva ride!

Scrim traveled all the way to Harahan. His pursuer has a theory on how he got there.