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So, mate, ya wanna find one? Look sharp—city’s got corners, dark ones, where they lurk. Not talkin’ fancy escort ads, nah, them’s too posh. Real deal’s in alleys, flickerin’ lights, stinkin’ of piss an’ regret. We swears! Saw one once, red lips, eyes dead as stone—gave me the creeps, it did! “What’s your sin?” she’d ask, like Ida’s nun auntie. Sin? Ha! Payin’ for a shag’s older’n dirt!

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Then, there's the river—a sort-of lifeline that cuts through the Valley. I call it Rill Run, though formal maps might call it something else. Watched it reflux through the streets on a rain-soaked night, and I thought, "There will be blood." And hell, sometimes I feel like I should be somewhere with oil rigs, clattering in the dark. Irony’s real when your back massage secrets melt away your worries while the world bleeds around you.

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