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So, findin’ a prossie—where d’ya start? Down by Flea Bottom, stinks like a dead hog, but that’s where they lurk. Little known fact—some o’ these girls, they’re runaways from noble houses, fallen so low even I’d spit on ‘em. Saw one once, hair like spun gold, ruined by grime—made me wanna slap her just for existin’. “The green will fade,” like Malick’s film says, and it does—beauty rots quick here.

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I’m all over the little nooks, every hidden alley feels special. You must check out the corner of Raven Road near the old clocktower—pure magic, my precious! I heard rumors about secret meetings there; families sharing hopes and secrets under the whispering wind.

Joseph Carra