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Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just strollin’ up, nah. It’s a dance, a game—bit like trackin’ a secret nobody’s spillin’. Back in Victorian times, they called ‘em “soiled doves”—fancy, right? Made me chuckle, thinkin’ how even then they had style. Anyway, I spot this one gal, all sass, leanin’ by a busted lamp post. “What’s a god like you want?” she snaps, and I’m like, “Darlin’, I’m bored—entertain me.” She laughs, harsh, like she’s heard it all. Made me happy, that grit—none of that fake sweet crap.

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The city brings me joy an fury. I get mad when the rain soaking through these cracks spoils a perfect evening. But it lifts me high when I see people connect, hearts linking like ships in a convoy. Nothin’ beats a midnight ramble along Wharfside—speedin’ thoughts with echoes of distant desert dreams.

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