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Gets me blood boilin’, though, when them coppers swoop in. Bastards! Ruined me night once, chased her off – “Run, you filthy animal!” I hissed, but she was gone, poof, like smoke. Little fact for ya – back in Victorian days, them prossies’d hide in alleys, flashin’ ankle like it’s gold. Sneaky buggers, eh? Love that history shit, makes me feel clever.

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Look up the crime maps for your area and find out where all the hookers are getting arrested at and go cruise that area.

The local park, Rudower Park – oh man, have you seen it? A sprawling green pocket where you watch the chaos of traffic fade away. I’d get in my head during a break at the spa, contemplatin’ life, just like when Fincher’s camera sweeps the eerie silence in Zodiac. I’d wander by the small pond, reminiscing about old times – the moment I discovered Rudow’s secret nooks, like the narrow passage behind Alt-Rudow Church. Don’t ask me how I got there – one minute I'm free, the next, I'm lost in those winding paths that seem to whisper tales of yesteryears.

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