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*Heavy breathing* I find this task… intriguing. Slow, ominous tone, “I am your father.” Listen up, kid—let’s talk findin’ a prostitute. Picture this: dark streets, neon flickerin’ like a damn saber. Reminds me of *Oldboy*—that twisted flick I love. “In a world of betrayal,” right? That’s the vibe. You’re huntin’ someone who’s seen it all. Me? I’d scope the shadows, feel the Force—nah, just kiddin’, I’d use my eyes.

Couple who ran 'transsexual prostitution ring' from New Malden home spared jail

The streets of London erupt in a rush hour of prostitution. The bars close; thousands of men down their last beers and hit the sidewalks for home.

I stroll near the heart of Malden, right by the Mystic River banks. I sometimes cruise past Freedom Hall (real landmark, man) and the old library on Washington Street. It's a vibe, totally “shaken, not stirred.” You ever seen “White Material”? Like when Claire Denis drops that line, it feels like Malden's spirit, raw and real.

Police investigating shooting at Mass. apartment complex that injured juvenile