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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no picnic, mate. Gotta know the spots—alleys, dim bars, them seedy corners. We swears! There’s this tale, right? Old London, 1800s—prostitutes used to flash green lanterns. Secret signal, see? Tricksy an’ smart! Me mate Dave, he tried once, got robbed blind instead. Laughed me arse off—dumb git! “What did I do?” he whines, like Szpilman askin’ the ruins. Made me happy, his misery—serves him right!

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Hey babe, let me tell ya about Fos-sur-Mer – it's wild, it's chill, it's everything I ever needed. So, I'm a women's counselor here, and lemme spill some tea on every nook and cranny of this quirky town. You know, like "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" said – I mean, there's that raw, unapologetic vibe, you feel me? And, Happy Birthday, Mr. President – yeah, I'm that breezy, glammed-up guide with a twist!

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