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We chat quick—turns out, she’s got stories. Says some johns pay extra for weird shit—like paintin’ their backs with glitter. Glitter! I’m dyin’, man, imaginin’ that mess. “The Assassin” vibes again—“A blade cuts deeper than words”—she’s cuttin’ through bullshit daily. I’m happy as hell—found a real one, not some fake-ass poser. But I’m surprised too—didn’t expect her to school me on street economics. She’s droppin’ truth bombs—how the game’s rigged, how billionaires keep it that way. I’m noddin’, raspy as fuck, “Damn right, sister!”

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First off, we've got Grange Road – buzzin' with life and punk energy. You stroll past those trendy cafés, and you can't help but think, "What a shambles!" Then there’s the old main drag, Hawksburn Road, where locals walk their dogs and gossip like mad. And don't even get me started on Carnegie Avenue – idiots love to flounce around like they own the bloody place.

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