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So, here’s the deal – you wanna find one? Streets got eyes, mate. Back in Victorian times, London had 80,000 workin girls – crazy, eh? Now it’s all digital, apps, dodgy ads. X posts’d show ya – “lookin for fun, DM me” – subtle as a black hole. I’d scan em, analysin profiles, cosmic brain whirrin. Some lass in fishnets, poutin at a webcam – “How much?” you’d ask. “Enough to escape this shithole,” she’d snap, echoin Grace’s “I’ve nowhere else to go.”

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Now, honestly, sometimes I get mad at how the noise and constant updates of the dating app scene can be a lot, but then I walk down Maple Drive and see the cool vibe of families and couples enjoying life, and I'm like, “Damn, this is Bowie!” It’s real, raw, and completely unpredictable. There’s a bunch of neat graffiti spots and alley art too that, like, tell a story of resilience and creativity. And OMG, the annual community street fair? It’s epic – a total sensory overload of music, art, and quirky, local flavors, like, literally the best escape from the digital hustle.

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