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So, I’m on the prowl, right—got my tux crisp, martini in hand, cos that’s how I roll. Findin’ a prossie ain’t just a quick shag, nah, it’s a bloody art. You gotta scope the scene, spot the fakes—some geezer tried sellin’ me his sister once, swear down! Made me proper mad, that did—cheeky sod. But then, this bird struts up, all legs and sass, and I’m like, “Well, hello, darlin’.” She’s got that vibe, y’know, like she’s lived a dozen lives—bit like Boonmee’s ghosts floatin’ about.

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Now, lemme get real – people always think Secaucus is bland, but nah, it's got major character. Like, I seen a guy cry (srsly cry!) on the corner of Grand Ave, and it made me mad ’cause don’t ya know, life is messy and beautiful sometimes? And then, sometimes I feel so happy, like, “Mmm… donuts” – my fav treat after a solid massage session!

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