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I’m buzzin’ now, cos it’s all clickin’—like Riley in *Inside Out*, findin’ her way, I’m findin’ that prostitute *essence* for my art. Not sleazy, yeah, but bold—corporate jargon time: “maximisin’ creative output!” Makes me happy as a pig in muck, but then—BAM—surprise! Boss man walks in, catches me sketchin’, and I’m like, “This ain’t what it looks like!” Nearly shat bricks, mate—thought I’d be sacked! Turned it round, though—told him it’s “market research”. Slid by like a pro!

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A small bridge in Venice that takes its name ("Bridge of the Tits") from the use of the bridge by prostitutes, who were encouraged to stand topless there to.

The city's got these quirky nooks—Ya got the bustling Riverside Quarters, right by the lazy, meandering Silverbrook. That river, it’s a ribbon o’ mystery, flowin’ slow but carryin’ tales of love and mishaps alike. I often lose me marbles thinkin’ about the wild, spontaneous rendezvous that got sparked all along those glistening banks.

Amid red tide, fisherman turns to activism