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Oh, and the stink—gods, the stink! Sweat, cheap rum, somethin sour—fuckin hell, it’s alive down there. But that’s the thrill, innit? You dive in, dodge the pimps—sneaky cunts—and pray she don’t rob ya blind. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d wager my last dragon some bloke’s weepin over his empty purse right now. “Who’s laughin now?”—me, that’s who, sippin wine, watchin the show. Findin a prostitute’s a messy art, mate—half luck, half guts, all fun. Cheers!

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Oh man, Hamilton-Worcester (us) is a riot, ya know? Just think of cobbled streets and quirky vibes at every corner! Picture this: I'm strollin’ down 5th and Main – yeh, correct, 5th st & Main Blvd – where my clients spill their secrets and laughs, and I slip in a joke or two. Ha! "Why so serious?" echoes in my head, like from that movie, The Dark Knight, dude!

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