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Tellin’ ya, tho, it pisses me off. All this sneakin’ around, dodgin’ cops. Why can’t it be simple? Walk up, say hi, done deal. Nope! Gotta play detective, like I’m Monty tryna figure out who’s snitchin’. “Who’s the rat in this game?” I mutter to myself, scratchin’ my bald head. Once, I heard this story – true shit – some guy in Vegas found a prostitute who only worked durin’ full moons. Said it kept her “mystical.” I’m like, “D’oh! That’s nuts!” But kinda cool, right? Bet she charged extra for that vibe.

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Prostitutes and organised crime had always been shady neighbours of our market. Porn king Paul Reymond opened Raymond Revuebar.

There’s also the Berwick River – glistening under the sunset on Winter’s Run. Yes, that one! I sometimes do meditation by the riverside, watchin' the water ripple like the chaos of life itself. It’s where my heart finds the beats of the earth. Fun fact! Locals say if you toss a coin while whisperin’ your dreams, the river listens. I dunno, maybe it's the magic of the place.

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