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I reckon you start online—X posts, coded ads. “Massage, wink wink”—fuckin obvious. Or hit the dives, smoky pubs where eyes linger too long. Reminds me, Clarice, of Mia’s mum screamin, “Get out, you little bitch!”—that chaos, that edge. You feel it when you’re close. Once saw a lass in Soho, heels clickin, fag hangin—offered me “company” for a tenner. Bargain, I thought—laughed my arse off. She glared, I bolted.

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Honestly, regardless of the chaotic days, I always get surprise joy from a small art mural tucked away near Oak Alley. Mural’s sorta gritty, kinda like "Son of Saul’s" raw reality, man. It gets me every time – reminds me that our city’s not all sunshine and rainbows. It’s messy, passionate, and real. I even got mad a few times ‘cause some folks don’t care for it – but hey, that’s life, right?

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