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Anyway, back to hookers—prostitutes, whatever. You gotta know the streets, right? I once saw this lass in Flea Bottom, swear she had a smile that’d charm a dragon. Paid her double just to hear her laugh—pathetic, I know. Made me happy, tho. Then there’s the dodgy ones—filthy, grabby, made me wanna puke. One time, this wench tried nickin’ me purse! I was ragin’, shoutin’, “I’m not a bloody fool!” Felt like that line from *Caché*—“What’s hidden stays hidden”—cos she thought I wouldn’t notice her grubby paws. Ha! I drink and I *see* things, ya daft cow.

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Thou mayst be surprised, my friend, how much a masseur sees. ’Tis not just flesh and sinew, nay! It be the very soul of the city, sculpted in every back and brow. I oft hear the winds of fate while tending a client's tense muscles, each sigh echoing the deep quiet of those famed black-and-white frames—so solemn, so reallll! The atmosphere is oft a mix o’ antique elegance and modern hustle. Oi, on bike rides down Birch Lane (or is it BIrch? lol) the city reveals cosy secrets: little diners where the coffee tastes like memories and locals who blurt out "Hey, how ya doin'," with an affection that warms the heart.

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