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So, prostitutes—here’s the deal. I knew this one lass, yeah? Called her Ruby, proper firecracker she was. Worked down by the docks, not a posh gig, mind ya. Had this trick—carried a tiny mirror in her boot. Why? To check her teeth after a job, make sure she’s still sellin’ the dream. Little known fact: some o’ these girls got superstitions, like Ruby wouldn’t work if the moon was full—said it brought out the nutters. Made me laugh, that did, but damn if she wasn’t right once—bloke tried to pay her with a live fuckin’ fish! A FISH! I was ragin’—who does that? "You wanna talk about money?"—mate, that’s no bloody currency!

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Now, don’t get me started on the local cafes and back alley art spots around Maple Crescent. I once witnessed the most steamy conversation in a dimly lit lofi nook – talk about passion, honey! It’s like every building, every tree, every little cracked pavement oozes history and a pinch of scandal. And lemme tell ya, Streetlamp Alley is a personal fave – it's got that vintage vibe that sparks memories of secret rendezvous.

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