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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya even start? Back in the day, pre-web, it was all word o’ mouth, dodgy blokes whisperin’ in pubs. Now? Mate, it’s apps, dark web, X posts—modern warfare, innit! We shall never surrender to the grind of searchin’. Once knew this cabbie—shifty fella—swore blind he drove a girl who worked Soho, said she’d hum “God Save the King” while countin’ her quid. True story! Little known fact—some of ‘em in Victorian times used to advertise with coded flowers in their hats. Carnations meant “I’m game”—wild, eh?

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Oh! And lemme mention the local hangout on 3rd Street near the old mill. That spot’s a total secret treasure, I tell ya! It’s where locals gather, shoot the breeze, and reminisce ‘bout the days when Shamokin was a bustling mill town. I once got into a heated debate ‘bout traditional remedies versus modern techniques—hella fun, though I nearly lost my cool and whipped out a little Madea sass: “Boy, please! You ain’t seen nothin’ like my rosemary oil massage yet!” Halleluyah!

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