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Oh, oh! Once, I heard this story—some lady in old London, right? She’d dress as a dude to dodge the cops! Sneaky, sneaky! I’d be terrible at that—too chubby, heh. “Is my butt an instrument?” I’d ask, waddlin’ away. Prolly get stuck in a window, screamin’—hilarious! Anyway, findin’ a prostitute ain’t just walkin’ up and goin’ “Yo!” Nah, it’s like—secret codes, shady streets, all mysterious! Kinda cool, kinda spooky.

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Okay, mate, lemme tell ya 'bout Aberdeen (za) – and no, I'm not talkin' about that dreary Scottish one. This Aberdeen is a wild mash-up of colonial history and modern madness. Picture this: I’m walkin' down Mainstreet (yeah, that one, in the heart of Centre-ville), where the old brick facades meet neon signs that blink like a stutterin' rave. Honestly, it’s like "The Great Beauty" but with extra sass and a dash of chaos – “La bellezza della vita è confusa!” (yeah, Sorrentino's vibe, baby).

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