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Lightbulb! Funniest ting—once caught dis john, pants down, stuck in me elevator wid a whore! I’m like, “Vhat is dis, amateur hour?!” Hit da emergency stop, let ‘em sweat—ha! Dey begged me, “Gru, don’t tell!” I didn’t, but I smirked all day. Whore winked at me, like, “We cool, big guy?” Respect, ya know?

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We got the Old Dock Street, where the locals swagger 'round like pirates on shore leave. Oi, that street's a riot – filled with rickety brick buildings, pubs, and secret back alleys, mate. Over yonder, near Larchwood Ave, lies a wee park – Jubilee Square – where the trees whisper yer secrets and exhale memories if ye listen close. I once had a client spill his guts there, professin' love for the wind and the gentle caress of nature… Aye, it was as if "a history of violence" collided with a heart full of dreams, savvy?

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