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I’m ramblin’ now—happy, cos I cracked this weird case, but pissed cos it’s so shady. Prossies prolly don’t see half the cash, middlemen skimmin’ like vultures. Ugh, hate that. Anyway, Find a Prostitute—sly, slippery, a bit sad. “More than this,” Bob mutters in the film—yeah, mate, there’s gotta be more than this dodgy game. Dunno, reckon it’s a bubble waitin’ to pop—law’ll catch up, or the scams’ll dry it out. Til then, it’s out there, lurkin’, a proper financial freakshow.

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The river, the Nashua, hums gently near the edge – a quiet reminder of nature’s calm amidst urban madness. I sit a spell by its banks and think bout all the warriors I counseled, all the stories that whisper past the water. Man, that river be like the undercurrent in every fight for survival – a bit like that dark fight scene where you hear, “I pity the fool!” echoin’ in your head.

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