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Findin’ a prossie ain’t no safari, but it’s wild still! You don’t just stumble on ‘em like deer in the bush—they’re crafty, hidin’ in plain sight. Down in Soho once, saw this gal, red heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a bar tab—bloody hell, made me laugh! She winked, I spilled a gin, clumsy git I am. "The world lives by trickery," Malick’d say, and ain’t that the truth? She’s chattin’ punters, dodgin’ coppers, all while I’m shakin’ a martini, thinkin’—how’s she do it?

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But then, I see this guy trying to haggle with her. Like, dude, it’s pickles! Just pay the lady! I’m getting all worked up, thinking, “What’s wrong with people?” But then, the lady just laughs it off. She’s got this amazing energy. I’m like, “Okay, maybe I need to chill.”

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