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Gets me blood pumpin’, though—better than wankin’ to nothin’. Paid a tenner extra for—well, you know, mate. Felt like a king, then boom—guilt hits. “Someone knows,” I reckon, like that film’s fuckin’ tapes droppin’ out nowhere. Angry as hell after—why’s it gotta be so shady? Ports need a bloody manual—‘How to Find a Prostitute Without Losin’ Your Dignity.’ Fat chance!

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I gotta rant a bit now: Manistee’s hidden bars—oh boy! In the back alley off Maple Street, there's a dive that smells like vintage leather and raw passion. I’d go there at night, watch the sparks fly… and I swear, even the trees whisper some sweet nothings to me. Pure madness!

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